(Photoset) Gemini Full Moon

The full moon in Gemini, presenting itself to me as a sacred duality. A transient marriage between the sun and moon; never living one's life in eclipse state. A love that overthinks the remaining goddess etchings, steeped in nostalgia. A love that craves, above all, a fanciful spoken word that commands past, present, and future. But spoken low. This is a love that never rests.
So today, it's antique tail coats over lingerie and singing all the words to Billie Holiday radio. It's dancing and speaking in small, almost aromatic poems to no one. It's about living like the only audience member is little ol' me. Beauty as an articulated stream of thought. Knowing that nothing ever stays the same.