I miss it
All of it
The warmth, the touches, and the softening of myself
I melt my energy and inner ego
Letting myself be transparent in the moment
She transitioned me from the sun to the moon
But I could not give her the light she needed
She needed to find her own illumination
But I'll still never forget
What is
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
I miss it
All of it
The warmth, the touches, and the softening of myself
I melt my energy and inner ego
Letting myself be transparent in the moment
She transitioned me from the sun to the moon
But I could not give her the light she needed
She needed to find her own illumination
But I'll still never forget
What is
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