Unkind Fates

Through time and space

You have my affection

and friendship…

And if it means anything,

I wish we lived near one another

So that we could see into the windows

Of each other’s souls over tea.

What fickle fates

That one who could truly love me

And see my soul

Would be unreachable to my hand

And unkissable to my lips

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Aurora Victoria WindDancer

Poet, Priestess, Songwriter, Singer, Mother, Mystic, Magician, Music Maker, Tantric, Teacher, Student, Aspiring Author, Playwright-In-The-Making, Ritualist, Thespian, and writer of esoteric musings about Life, Love, The Universe, and why people do the strange things we do.

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