A Passover Eve Poem

Fire is the portal.
False things now burned away.

May we this night taste freedom.
A side of salty tears.

Faces shining, super moon.
Now that time is new.

Tantrika, hands-on healer, sex educator. Weekly newsletter via Sarenity, my personal blog. Contact and services at https://ko-fi.com/sarene

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