Open up
The world’s not solid and neither are we
Anything you say
Is like light penetrating a crystal
And everything you do
A waltz of moon dust
You are a past ghost mirror
Put to sleep
I won’t holler into the starlight
To awaken my own desire
Painting, Bivalve by Pablo Saborío
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Some complex feelings expressed here about relationships.
imagining a release and the newness that follows… thank you for stopping by.