• la_pluma_negra 10w

    Where My Mind Goes When it Goes: Part III

    to that one night under moon glow, where heart unfolded like paper crane into free bird.
    You showed your wounds and i,
    I showed that there were still safe spaces im this world.
    we cried.
    mourning the part of you that got burried long ago.
    lunar light bathing us in conpassionate surrender
    friendship turned to sisterhood,
    that one night,
    under the moon,
    when you became my family