blandished both undress
kissed blemish of a hillside scar
cool air brushing briskly past
the little house inside the glen
stoked tongue of fire in the hearth
wanton limbs pressed caressed
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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