A whispered caress with trembling fingers, in a night of worthy indiscretion.
Beneath the wands of our Grandfather Willow, we call out together as our spirits join the Great Spirit for an instant- then collapse, to lay separate again in the soil of our Mother.
Beneath the wands of our Grandfather Willow, we call out together as our spirits join the Great Spirit for an instant- then collapse, to lay separate again in the soil of our Mother.
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