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Nov 2018
Her arms drape over
Leaving her shadow behind
Branches brush my thighs
Dance along my bare skin
While early morning
Incandescent sunrays
Rest on my cheeks
Standing at her roots
She brings me to my knees
Grounded heavy
In gratitude
as she shows us
So gracefully
How to breathe
Moon Nectar
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