“A Taste Of You Slipped Into Me Like Moonlight In A Locked Church.”

hmmm i lay in bed all day and I'm very soft and cuddly..... girl I think I might be a plushie

That feminine urge this, masculine urge that ….

Yeah, okay , cool

But what about the Lunar urge to ritualistically disappear every couple of weeks ?

I just love being a gleaming ray of girly feminine energy 🥰

Enomoto Seifu-Jo, tr. by Kenneth Rexroth, from Written on the Sky; Poems from the Japanese

Me @ everyone: look at the moon

“I will gaze at the moon and cleanse my heart.”

— Zeami

“White butterfly of my dark dreams,”

— Gane Todorovski, from A White Butterfly I Called My Love; Reading the Ashes: An Anthology of the Poetry of Modern Macedonia (ed. by Milne Holton & Graham W. Reid)

just me, her, (the aliens) and the moon

She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.