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Mother Night

Mother night

I love you

I walk into you like a Goddess walking into a cloak

Your velvet encircles me and I am home

Home in the memory of my own womb

My womb that has its beginnings at the origin of time

My womb that is a replica of your womb that gave birth to movement





All of everything I can see or touch

You are still in the process of giving eternal birth

Yet, each time I meet you, you have time

To envelope me in velvet

Adorn me with glitter

And remind me that magic is real


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