moon rise
and wolf cries,
and
my heart’s eye sees
you,
kneeling
with
wings unfurled.
wild wicked nights await
me
and
you.
together we wait,
alone.
God,
rain (love)
over me,
and I will grow
soft in
surrender
absolute.
i am ready
to Fall,
again,
for the last
time,
with you…
to you….
fall
for
you…
and the moon rises
up from bended knee
to reflect
once again
upon me.
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