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Ffion Fox
April 18, 2015
A moonlit sea could not compare,
Thou art a goddess; lovely and fair,
Of golden tresses I long to brush,
And ghostly flesh I crave to touch.
Malachite eyes enrapture mine,
And my heart is strung along,
Thou art who haunts my mind,
In passing time; fantasies become love songs.
Thee hath me spellbound,
Envisioning thy beauty in an obsidian gown,
With pallid arms pulling me in,
Closely I come to thy lips; awaiting a sweet sin.
© Chris C., Pequannock, NJ
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