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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Poker Sketch “The Brotherhood of Eternal Love” What did we contemplate; while at the fire-front, sooted: Hot faced, In three D: In those long minutes, of pleasant ; extended hours of misguided endless, diluted from an unseen “two named” hourglass ! Dripping; its sandy content. It the darkness ; crept, It sat behind our thin shoulders: And hair strewn thinnish necks: Levi collared rough stitched ! Thread bare to time. What ? did we consider ; Pushing that heavy poker; cold brassed, not utilised ever by Leonardo ! Sketching dreams, in the long cold ashes; While Peters, "Supernatural" soothed our innocently: dirty minds and egos. It had no identity name ! Just night; It may have been Winter outside as coals spit, and sparks spat, bare wrists sting ! But ; you continue the ash sketch. What did we concoct ? Wild ! in that balmy warmth picking apart bristles: Stretching upward, Glancing a fleeting glimpse, at the tick tocked face, with muted bell, its loose hands skipped, falling quickly too six. It didn't matter; Warming the poker, Maybe ! To brand, the early hours, making all of those hours ours, proven marks; proof, vainly legal, safe from inquisitors, and hungry dogs. What did we digest ? Through these nights of - “The Brotherhood of Eternal Love" until ; that creeping dawn, broke the Witches spell while along we rode In those ashes of dreams forbidden and coldly stagnant: Our days closed.
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