This week's words from
spikesgirl58 The words:
Approach
Solicit
Endanger
Instinctive
Print
Low
I was imagining what it would be like if the sun never set and the moon was always full...
solicit the sun,
approach him like you’re
the hill he was born on
and beg for a day
of brightness never-ending,
more eternal than a hoof print
lingering on the low plains of mars
endanger the night who dares to mock
the fallow moon in bitter repose.
birth a better thing instead,
a roundness bright and steady
in its gaze,
a deathless moon forever full.
instinctive mother, protect
the lunar light in your
silvery hands forever