Retrieve
You are my muse, and my earthly light—the sorrow of the growing leaves, the secrets of the waxing moon, the swell of the rising tide. I place myself in you, and dedicate this dying time and place to you.
You are my muse, and my earthly light—the sorrow of the growing leaves, the secrets of the waxing moon, the swell of the rising tide. I place myself in you, and dedicate this dying time and place to you.