The love I have for this human is by far the sweetest thing to touch my heart.
She is of my womb, of my ansestors and of my guides.
May she never let anyone dim her light, may she dance to the beat of her own drum, may she never lower her voice but scream and kick and make her claim upon this world.
May she be of magic, of the night, of crystals and sage. May she be of courage and rebellion.
May she be of love.
The love I have for this human by far reaches the darkest depths of my soul.
Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
The love I have for this human is by far the sweetest thing to touch my heart.
She is of my womb, of my ansestors and of my guides.
May she never let anyone dim her light, may she dance to the beat of her own drum, may she never lower her voice but scream and kick and make her claim upon this world.
May she be of magic, of the night, of crystals and sage. May she be of courage and rebellion.
May she be of love.
The love I have for this human by far reaches the darkest depths of my soul.
