Guide
January 19, 2025
Guide
The moon saved me last night,
silver liquid light bled across the sage,
guiding my weary soul home.
The moon sang to me silently,
resonating endless turquoise hues
across my skin and mountain slopes.
The moon left me this morning,
a warmer light humming at my feet,
her song fading till our next dance.
-nl
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