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Jul 2018
Every moon that has ever bloomed
Upon the night sky
Settles itself neatly into my palm
And is swallowed,
Eclipsing my throat
Tasting like pearling drops of fine wine
And I am filled with it’s brightness
I have nights erupting inside of me
Within the belly of myself there is a cosmos
Awakening
Rebirthing my heart and it’s every beat
Stars collapsing under my tongue
So that each word I speak to you now
May hold some of the skies’ beauty,
Galaxies in the swell of my chest
Swirling as dancers do in the arms
Of my own steady pulse
I await it’s grace to pass to me
So that my cluttering movements are instead
Languid, and slow
Charming in all the ways I am not
How I am learning to burn brightly
To spin wildly and wantonly
To exist in the sweet swooping of Saturn’s rings
May you look at me and find
Every comet that has been kissed with wishes
May you find the heat of sunlight in my heavy breath
Between my lips I hold stars
And I give them to you, a gift
If the moon inside of me can pull the tides inside of you
Then stay, be held, let the dark blanket around us
Look at the universe you are making of me
Georgia Marginson-Swart
Written by
Georgia Marginson-Swart  22/F/London
(22/F/London)   
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