drawn pale moon blind
reflected in black waters
the mirror of which
they did call you their
beloved moonchilde
do you remember?
do you recall?
before the wheel
was sent spinning?
knots and lace
tarot and song
petals on sheets and
myrrh in our hair...
come for me under night
the one once called
beloved moonchilde
10 responses to “moonchilde”
Gorgeous work.
Thank you Tara. 💙
Everything’s going well, I hope.
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I like it when you’re happy😉
Mmm yummy.
Thanks Ted!
Remember, we must! Enchanting elements woven into these lines. 🌌
Thank you Michele. I wonder at times if some memories linger just outside of reach and that we need the right moment or trigger for their recall.
I believe so and I think writing can help with that recall. You’re welcome!
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