Chatting 120
Athenic: if its with light it could denser and if given a thick spot to gather it would be at the top of our 3rd firmament.
Athenic: if light was as gentle as her breast we would all be swept away into the galaxy.
Athenic: and if light held me the way she still does then heaven would burst open and collapse within shaking every branch and fruit.
Athenic: all night dance and in the morning the sun clothes us.