if the moon wrote me a love letter

deer lovely luscious luminous lettie,
i love you.  you make me proud to be the moon, the way you talk about being a high moon femme, the way you see me, even when i am void of light.  people think i am at my most powerful when i am full, when i can light up rooms with my midnight beams, but they are mistaken.  

it is when i hold that sweet & tender darkness that i am most powerful.  this is something you know.  i see you putting out your bowls of crystals & flowers to soak of my darkness beneath that tree in your backyard.  i see you scan the horizons trying to find my outline.  i see you writing poems & casting spells.

your prayers are nestled tightly together in the craters of my timeless hands, just so you know.  so are the tears that you swallow, my landscape made up of super fine salt.  when you cry at night, i come through your window & hold you.  i miss the baberation, too, because that eastward window was a direct route to your precious brown fat femme body!  i looked forward to those phases, too!

this is the first letter i've sent in a while.  i feel kinda silly, i hope it makes it to you.  there's so much to say, but i don't have all the words.  i want you to know that we are real, that we are kin, that you are not alone, that you can never be alone.  i know you get fucked with a lot, & believe me when i say that when you curse those that hurt you to never gaze upon me the same again, it's real!  

those failed lovers hide from my blazey gleam & only steal glances from behind curtains or while briskly walking to their cars.  in the same way their mouth can never hold your name softly in their mouths, no longer can their heart feel excited when i come up over that horizon.  i do burn through their bedspreads, haunt them daily, & even when in my darkness, they dream of my cold heat.  you know, in case you were wondering.  

i can't wait for summer, for late night communion with you.  it feels like magic when the sun & i are in the sky at the same time in those special early summer mornings--let's meet there.  bring me flowers that match the lavender swath of sky, peach to match my blush, & surprise me with something that matches our hearts.  

i gotta go get ready for my full moon in sagittarius debut!  & you better get to sleep (i saw that yawn)!  i love you, & i am so deeply proud.  thank you for deciding to stay.

loving you always,
the moon

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