Instinct
Compelled
By the same force
That incites migration
In Arctic Terns
We nest our bones
Together
Impenetrable
In the consummation
Of love
Hearth
We create within
A passage
That the other
May never want
For warmth
Generous
Your heart hangs above
Like a laboring moon
She is generous
With her expectations
But always forgiving
*
(night full of seizures almost went to the emergency room not sure how available or coherent I’ll be)
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