Something a bit short today, a blurb from one of my trying-to-sleep, must-write-this-down-before-I-forget-it writing sessions….
Sit with me long enough,
in the middle of the labyrinth,
your body all the way open,
and I will come to you,
lay my head and horns in your lap,
rest with you on the grass,
nothing to slay or be slain.
Yours, for life.