Moonlight and shadow
Play against my walls
Trace my curves
Reveal my secrets
In this backside of the night
Owls swoop by my open window
Hooting softly in the velvet dark
Black cats swirl around my ankles
While I crush lavender and thyme
Between my fertile palms
And begin to weave my spells
Ah, lovely!
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Thank you my dear!
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Very nice
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Many thanks.
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Nothing ordinary about this Christine.
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Thank you Eric!
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Reblogged this on RamJet Poetry and commented:
Sexy spell from CRay!
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Reblogged this on sailorpoet and commented:
The backside of night… continues with a repeat performance by my friend Christine. A good one indeed!
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Loved the spook! 👌
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Thank you!
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I love the feel and energy of your words drawing you into the poem.
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That is a lovely thing to say. Thank you.
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🙂
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Stunning!
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Thank you Eric!
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