Your way of presenting yourself and your private tide face off from the two ends of the axis. The Moon, the swell of what you need in order to feel safe, stands across from the threshold where you appear to others in your chart. Arrive steady and something tender pulls from the far side, begging for shelter. Show the chest wide open and the first skin asks you back into composure. The two ends call each other to account at every meeting, and the other person catches your swell before you have had the chance to gauge it yourself. You live in the strain between how you appear and what the heart blurts out loud, working the whole time so the doorway does not flood.
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