The hand forgets itself, to make the pattern. The arc repeating, gold folding into gold. Like a chant that has no singer, only breath and turning.

u/Lunelilium — 1 month ago

A heart with claws, a spirit untamed. My favorite hello, every morning; and my sweetest good night.

u/Lunelilium — 2 months ago

Wand and hand, my heart open wide. I welcome the summer solstice's magic, flowing deep inside.

u/Lunelilium — 2 months ago

"You've brought water to me. Making sure my bloom rebounds. You know best of what my special care allows."

u/Lunelilium — 2 months ago