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✦ For Wenona, on Her Birthday ✦

Beneath the veil of turning skies, a star whispers your secret name, Wenona—river of flame and velvet night, whose breath stirs the hidden roses of the soul.

The moon leans close, spilling silver wine into your cup, while the dawn paints your skin with honeyed light and promise.

Every candle is a tongue of fire praising the temple of your body, each spark a vow that you are eternal, a goddess draped in silk and shadows.

Desire moves like wind through your hair, carrying incense of cedar, musk, and rain— a spell woven not just for today, but for every heartbeat that remembers how sacred it is to touch, to yearn, to burn.

Tonight, the world surrenders to you. The earth arches, the stars tremble, and the night itself kneels to kiss the river of your name.