by Regina
Year: 
2019

So high above eagles' aeries,
on the wingspread of a dove,
the whispers of her devotion,
as the scintillating stars
adorn so many souls' dreams,
she gently awakens me
in the eternal expanse
of the galaxies-
as I lay on
the curve of the crescent moon.

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