You have nurtured beauty
back to me
.
Sun full moons
manifesting life
moving air
.
Evoking a long missed touch, un-naming as children do while fires are spreading, sprouting fé in plasmatic eroding bursting ways as asteroids pass by;
I saw you dancing
on a pilar of light
I saw you diving into the water
to catch a lost head left behind
I saw the sky lightening up
and you embracing you until done
We shared
inhaled and exhaled
and you pushed laughter out of me
Whiskering fluids
making buns
a white mago emerged
gifting knowledge in hindsights
a familiar face from time ago
came back to share this time around
I know
you comfortably
.
Sharing rooms
you make me smile
.
Manifesting
Evoking
being nurtured
by all
of You.
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