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we were madness -- that much recalled feathered and furred interred in dirt waiting mandrake days in the company of grandfather red who spotted his white shadows in night i howled back then i am sure head back, spellbound naked and savage painted near black with woad sometimes still calling i drift eyes skyward hoping to capture your manic glow
6 responses to “moon, my love”
Wow. Just wow. Spectacular.
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Thank you for the high praise.
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It is very nice indeed! 👏👏👏
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Thank you 🥰
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Wow. This one made me a little breathless. Beautiful.
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Thank you, Bridgette. ❤
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