May Queen

I shut my eyes and let her caress mewith her veils, scents, and many voicesthat touch me in moonlight-tinted spaces;a mother figure, playful yet collected-forgiving minor sins, sighs, disguises,the slight disturbances of extinguished raptures,in a glimpse of purity,in my unknown gestures of kindness –towards myself and others – she sawa potential for lightnessShe rewards theContinue reading “May Queen”