your curtains stifle the moonlight,
and no one can see us.
fingers trace sigils of love and protection and mine,
on your cheekbones and wrists and spine.
dusky, dark; an empty sky,
eyes woven with all its colours and brushing stardust on your skin,
blinking, flickering across, effervescent.
you're gone, tomorrow morning,
but only because he wants you to be.
written in the stars
- juniper
- Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.
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