Say it one more time
Tell me once again
How could it be
When did forever end?
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NPM 15
Step by step.
Slow, deliberate movements.
Arms outstretched, she pulls new life into being.
Evergreen, Persephone, the goddess always in bloom.
The snow melts under her feet as she banishes winter and wakes the earth from her slumber.
Gaea, arise, you are reborn ageless, draped in verdant beauty.
Persephone awaits you.
Call Diana’s moonlit maidens to join the dance, Spring has come.
NPM 19
It was at Golgotha…
Three crosses lined up at Calvary.
A sacrifice was made.
A body broken.
The cruelest death.
An abandonment.
Scorned, betrayed, forsaken by all.
But still he went.
Like a lamb to the slaughter.
And he did it for love.
With his last breathe he conquered death.
“It is finished.”
Famous last words.
A sacrifice was made,
and it was for love.
NPM 12: For Cata
She comes in with fire cutting through the lingering chill of Winter, ushering in the Spring.
She’s all limbs and languid movements. Never in a rush, arriving perfectly on time.
Like a cat laying in a ray of light at just the right time of day.
She loves doggies and watching people fall.
Especially if they’re doing something stupid, they probably deserve it.
She loves a good laugh, even if it’s at her own expense.
Silly girl, who could possibly laugh at you?
And when she laughs and smirks at the absurdity of living, you cannot help but laugh with her.
NPM 11
I want to say I sleep better when you’re with me.
I can’t.
I’m so used to being on my own.
Taking up space.
Sleeping like a starfish.
But I have to say, I’d rather sleep poorly with your body next to mine, than well all alone.
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