Parables of Ecstasy: Antonia Reflects on Her Love
4 min readMar 9, 2023
No moon weeps
at the sight of the sun.
Its shape lies beyond
the veil of desire.
Is it love reflected
in the burning sea?
Is that my man
coming after me?
No moon weeps
at the sight of the sun.
Its shape lies beyond
the veil of desire.
Is it love reflected
in the burning sea?
Is that my man
coming after me?
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