in the syrupy slide
of a barely-formed moon
my thoughts
glide with her glowing body
between the ink-black branches
my heart
my life
floating
in the floating world
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2 comments:
so you see the moon as female, I think I do too, when she is a crescent but the full moon has a mans face or so legend would have it.
gosh valerie you're the only person to drop in today and leave a message!!! i do think of the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. why? i really don't know!! it just seems right! have a lovely evening. steven
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