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Click hereShe was an immortal exception.
Restless as rattlings
on a snakes tail, she was.
Spine swiped by a fluttering flyer,
she spawned a butterfly tide of yearning.
She lay naked, waiting
for the wind to change,
while it rained on the horned
artist
who dared paint her picture.
bows humble (~_~) NET 'd ya a green 'E'... congratulations blue. Nice write!
beautiful work, Blue. lovely contemplative images and the sounds you put together are subtle and tender. enjoyed very much
maria