solar_third Knowflake Posts: 67 From: Registered: Oct 2005
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posted January 31, 2007 11:41 AM
The loch moon snakes to Strathbeg’s lips, shedding light across her smile; their glowing curvature of love is stripped by herons’ dreaming reeds. Tonight, by silent fox’s wile, he’ll taste that kiss after he feeds.^ ^ I'm in the middle of revisioning this draft (including the title), but I thought I'd post its current incarnation here, so you can read it and comment. I actually post most of my efforts at the http://www.everypoet.org/pffa/ under the same username, but have been inactive of late. Thanks to Venus in my sign this week, though, I'm back in the habit. S_T IP: Logged |