Friday, February 06, 2015


The sun warms my bones to honey
sweet beneath my skin.

I dance to the music of the wind
fragrant with ryegrass and the scent of trees -

I dance in celebration at the closure
of ancient wounds.


Blogger Chris Never said...

I have not read anything quite so lovely in some time

such beautiful imagery Moon.



2:41 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

Why thank you kind sir *curtseys* *falls on nose*

12:26 PM  

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