Let your blood rise
within me like the full moon, ripe
and round and full of promise,
eyes so deep and clear
I am created new, transparent.
We bleed together,
co-mingle. As one creature
we prowl the moonbright
forest floor in search of what is pure
and whole. Flooded with soft
cool moonlight, washed clean
of all that isn't right
here now, this moment there
is only this
clean scent of cedar.
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