Queer Sámi love: My buttercup
I am the waning moon
You are the waxing
In the long summer nights
You still shine the brightest
Like the fallen stars
Like the eyes of the reindeer who created the world
They cry and rain down in your hair
We breathe with the wind
The streams
The rivers
The waves of the sea
Even with the deepest currents of the ocean
Even with the seeds of the buttercup
The wind takes
The wind gives
With love to the field
From every fallen raindrop grows a vibrant flower
From every seed grows a fuller meadow
The earth shines back at the sun
To the moons
To the fallen stars
In the long summer nights
Where there is no wolf’s cry
We are waning
We are waxing
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