selenite

autumn snowstone

close to my pillow

guards, summons, stirs

calls

The Morrighan, Isis, Hecate

Nut’s dark moon love tunnel

by day, I miss the pyramids,

Atlantis night scholar

selenite branch cradle

my spirit knows every

mystery school crevice

your corridors never far,

loyal, patient, waiting

never ending Sirius ice ladder

your lady safely hidden

between the worlds,

moonshine frozen folds

my portal, my friend,

my crystal familiar

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