Moonchilde…
Moonchilde…
do you think or feel or are frightened. Are you empty in your eyes. Hold me in you shadow and I am warm. She shivers and slivers of her essence dance in the vapors she leaves behind. Don’t hold on because she will slide between the webbing of your soul. Her beauty untouched be any but held by all. Why is it you work so hard in the dawn when the night is given to you. You make it difficult for yourself moonchild. Just because it is dictated that you are to do things one way is no reason to believe it. Most are right-handed and are children of the world. Moonchilde you are of the Endless and of Magick and of Lilith and most defiantly of the night. Bask in the darkness and let it protect you. No wonder you feel so vulnerably when you are burned by others that are not like you at all.
