my animus came to me
bleeding
in a dream
a mountain goat
standing
he showed me
between his strong legs
thick hairs
a rag soaked in the moon
the smell of his strength
and compassion
my animus came to me
bleeding
in a dream
a mountain goat
standing
he showed me
between his strong legs
thick hairs
a rag soaked in the moon
the smell of his strength
and compassion