on the night of the full moon
when you remember to greet her luminous sphere
your skin may just awaken
like a spirit arriving out of the darkness
sleek and perceptive
as that of a panther
listening through every pore
the slightest vibration
felt in along the length of each hair
a concert of aliveness
shuttering in the curvature of space
—Lorena
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