As the light grew,
She used the Ocean to paint
Her emotional body.

I hadn’t planned it, but this moonth I am painting my cycle.

Here we are at the First Quarter, and I wake in the night with Booby Gurl dancing her way across the pages.

I didn’t name her, by the way.

I had tea with a friend
who dubbed her Booby Girl.
I like Booby Gurl better.
Spelling is important,
like Anne with an “e.”

She comes to me in deep watery colors, talking in poetry, of all things, wrapped in words, Susanissima has had her effect
on me, encouraging me to
speak the  words of my heart.

She asked the Moon
if she could paint the Ocean
the blues she saw in her dreams.

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