I.
I came to You with flower eyes
and tear-song lips.
I folded into darkness then light, shadow bright.
I tiptoed through Your ecstasies not wanting to crash.
Bleed me out to outpour love.
II.
Take my hair by the root, the base of need.
Lift my face to Yours.
Your name an oath. Your space my favorite place.
III.
I was a child once. Dancing,
shimmering pink and sunshine.
You let me be her again, no pressure to pretend I ever left her.
There’s a dragon in my heart.
I watch him swim the vessels—he brings my hand to chest.
Memory to vest.
Belief is my magic.
© 2025 Bat / Moonlight Spiritus. All Rights Reserved.
Moonlight Spiritus 
A surrender of self, rooted in childhood memory and trust;
The heart’s wild complexity made whole by a faithful touch.🤍♥️
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You understand it perfectly. That faithful touch heals more than words ever could. Thank you for reading. 🤍
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Your words aren’t just a pleasant read; they penetrate deep and resonate on a profound level.
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That means a lot to me, thank you for reading with such an open heart.
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Always my lunar shadow🤍
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