..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
The Hunter’s alabaster moon
hung in a cerulean velvet sky.
Trails from the hunters bow
caught in the corner of her eyes
from comets long ago.
She is such magic to behold.
Your eyes speak your poetry, please fill the pages laid bare And I, before you begging for the stroke of your pen Dip your ink in love and...
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