#joniemoon

It is the honey,

that drips from my lips,

Rich sweetness running down my throat and inciting my mouth.

It is warm, it is familiar, it is divine.

It is the curly infant,

that I take to the forest for the first time,

giggling as it feels the tickle of fresh cut grass on its bare feet.

It is light, it is playful, it is curious.

It is the wolf,

that stays calm in the wild,

always ready to fletch its teeth and guarding what’s hold dearest.

I brush my teeth I wash my face I shed off my clothes Getting ready for another end of another day I blast any song at the maximum I lay down a towel directly on top of my pillow I take of my glasses and put them on the night stand to my right Getting ready for another end of another day