The pearl cloak of moon deems lovers worthy of light, droplets of amber beams settle abundant upon willows humble leaf heavy, ready to fall, raining a nourishing love, in this the hour of merging, a kiss pooling on their lips His eyes swallow her quivering lip long before the pleasure of drinking Ocean spirits roar in the peace of this night, valley-vanilla lifts bathing moonflower heads, love alights on the flowers of innocence as newborn seeds and ancient trees breathe a dance, faithful willow bows in blessing, proud to bear their names. |
| The Blessing of Willow |
| ~for Sasha and Doug~ |
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