The moon softened
her cracking bones and melted
into the sinews and tendons
of each muscle.
Slowly, lovely one.
There is time for every desire
of your anxious heart.
A Collection of Poetry and Prose
The moon softened
her cracking bones and melted
into the sinews and tendons
of each muscle.
Slowly, lovely one.
There is time for every desire
of your anxious heart.
