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Burgundy Taffeta

As death embraced my whole being Shrouded in burgundy taffeta Her arms forceful Embraced me So as we spooned I could not turn to see her lace shrouded Face She whispered In Victorian tongue Just loud enough to menace Yet no matter how intensely I listened Not one word Made Sense I tried to respond Or scream Or raise But my living soul stood still and silent We swooned Noir skies Still Laid out And wrestled silent screams And finally she softened her hold And allowed me to leave Our dream

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/3/2012 6:50:00 PM
It's so surreal and dreamy. I really like it!
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Karen Deeks
Date: 6/4/2012 12:17:00 AM
thanks andrea it was one of those dreams i just wanted to escape from.. karen
Date: 6/3/2012 2:23:00 PM
Unusual work with a surprise ending that made the work very interesting..Sara
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Karen Deeks
Date: 6/4/2012 12:17:00 AM
thank you lots sara... karen