Nature . Poetry . RelationshipsOn October 17, 2022 by admin
A second sun is born here,a second sun lights firesover our crownswith magic words that pouredover the cliff sides…They are clearand we are thirstyfor the new language…for spell wordsthat make possible a second moonclimbing over the mountain.Rising as gentle as a morning Venusreturned from her time in Hadesher restin pomegranates and darkness. We drop seedsRead more
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