Joseph May's Choose a Line Contest...posted 18 May 25
when elixir of moon drips wine into the crystal goblet of magic this late night beguiles my skin, reeling on a Friday parade of lights; my hips oh so beckon, swaggering to and fro... impossible to deny this playgroud of fancy of a soul flitting in. and out of supple thoughts when my imagination dangles on anklets of stars as naked rhythm grows, my free will abides to sip the juice of this wondrous ambrosia... and goddess Isis wheels into the forest with neon banners, spinning dream--like fables in my heart tingling flesh against trickles of time, where seahorses ride on carousels where ' a crimson sky breaks the distant shore' and vivid thoughts spill like silver rain: in a tower of daydreams or night walks, visions are spun without question.
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