(hahahaha 'to floss a megalodon') As pretty as Brazilian amethyst vugs are, they are still full of crystals. Cleaning this thing would be like trying to floss a Megalodon. Whoever came up with the idea is an evil genius.
Girl sitting in moon that is melting. Shall we lay amongst the beach whilst the tides ebb and revive. Eying the light seizing our night; or shall we imagine ourselves upon the crescent moon as it controls our time waxing and waning.
“At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door and open the love-window. The moon won't use the door, only the window.” ― Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings