Tuesday 9 January 2018

WRITING THROUGH A HARLEQUIN ROMANCE =3=

orchestra feet in movement

made of it a limp dance

a different need rested into turning

first unbidden thin inner

was the went with since curling

a hands glad mask

she able she told of edge

more know wrought wished

nostrils and about it was sisters cryptic

her lift came behind his making dimmed chair

his sleep agitated their only know the dregs in some drink

jealousy was knew irresponsible

when shock somehow so being

to covert of you

between in sounded could was disclosure

driving for shot the after silence

nerves down could silence

his plans gone the know blow up

stiffly want try for dry

cane cause yet through to huddle

revived tender splendid

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