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[[File:Cathy.png|left|thumb|Art by [https://www.fiverr.com/s/XLGRNq0 Karina] on Fiverr.]] |
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Latest revision as of 14:20, 29 June 2026
Majesty[edit | edit source]
for my companion
I taste the moon in the fluid of every mind.
I lap up moonlight from every eye roll.
Every eye is a mirror that asks me why
my heart is familiarly reflective.
I taste the moon in the fluid of every mind
because lunacy is a very succulent truth
to my own.
And I was drunk on my synapses when I saw you.
The moonlight died. It was a hard truth to know
you weren’t a lie.
Why so darling in every step?
Why so real in every word?
Why so vibrant in every look under such a black sky?
The moonlight died. It was a hard truth to know
you would never be a lie.
And I thought I knew drunkenness before I saw you.
I did not know how new life could feel
before my mouth felt your neck
and I kissed my own pulse.
Please, let me linger
in the majesty of me and you
even after the moon is born anew.
Gallery[edit | edit source]
