Part II: Grow Into Gardens, The Caverns You Found In Me...

“We’ll bathe often in light of the moon

We’ll sew clothes from the stem of our womb…

Heal off the weightless you held

from the start of me…”

♫

 

 

More on a little virtual keyhole ☂

& facebook.

 

 

Dust & spooky Sparkles,

Dea

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Done