Sapphic Figments

by Botched Lobotomy

16.

Two moons shine full
And you tell me of her desire,
And I tell you of her desire,
In your world, she fell from the bosom of her sister
In mine, she fell towards her lover.
It’s the middle of the night.
Time passes.
But I am not alone.

Comments

[Bicyclette]

augh the connection! the meaning of the moon in Sappho's world and in Rarity's, the contrasts and the similarities. augh there is just so much that can be said here in that but yes this is exactly the kind of thing i picture them talking about while gazing up at the moon, against each other...