Moon in my lap

The moon sits between my lap, there is a thirst to conquer new world and taste a new sky. There is a sun on my tongue, i feel freedom wrap its arms around me. I feel love dancing a staccato against my heart. The universe has empowered me so, i feel it in every breath , in every song, in every limerick. I hear thoughts like percussions jubilating in my mind, spirit like a cyclop seduces me to another realm of possibilities, for a moon sits between my lap, and i am everything.


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