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Nemesis

"NEMESIS" “Where do Angels go in their dreams? They go where wolves go to catch foxes, venturing forth out of small caged boxes to the Between-Hours of Lost Love Woods”
NEMESIS is watching her from his dreams prowling soft Silver fur hear his soft-wolf tread, Nemesis has left his comfortable bed he is onto her, he is tracking her Heavenly scent
She is Light Angel spreading luminous wings shining it all around, she thinks of escaping barefoot from this sullied ground; her skin is cold to the touch, no longer standing sentry she's lost in the murky Between-Hours of Lost Love Woods, Black Tulips abound
Wolf is stalking her, her scent makes him wild; lurking, nearer, ever nearer invading her dreams of better neighbourhoods and childish things simple and clearer, she is spreading brand new wings to freedom, away from Black Dogs in their prisons those kicked out of Heaven, barking their ignored plea bargains of rushed stolen innocence, begging - all of their pardons are lost, 'tis a given, her hot angel tears turn to frost
Nemesis soft-footed paw, back arching, he snarls, bares his fangs then he grins, he's closer much closer he can feel her in the skin under his fur, he’s hunting Her down, breathes his turgid breath all over "The Lost", the hidden creatures running quietly wild, in the Between-Hours of Lost Love Woods; beckoning her, his low growl ever nearer, ever never, his hot breath on the prowl reaching out for her he’s raging to roar - in her sees his mirror
There are stories, she hears, of a Wolf on the loose from his cage in the Between-Hours of Lost Love Woods - she forgets the real reason she came, calmly brings her wings down by her side, she continues to shine her light all around, she can feel him Burning hot breath on her neck, he growls ever so softly, so clear in her ear, “Don’t Run Sweet Thing, Don’t Run, You are found, I am here.” Black Tulips abound
(Lovejoy-Burton/Jan 2018) For those absent.
1. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PKiI4RvEyDk

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Date: 12/5/2019 7:16:00 AM
They wolf has seen into your eyes
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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 12/13/2019 12:51:00 AM
He probably scared the bejesus out of himself when he captured his reflection ...
Date: 1/21/2018 7:50:00 PM
Leanne, such a dark and intriguing write with amazing content and mesmerizing imagery.. it seems to me that Light Angel wants to 'take a walk on the wild side'.. and maybe dance with the devil.. that's my interpretation of your fantastic and captivating write, and I love the subtle refrain of 'Black Tulips abound' Warmest wishes ~Susan
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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 1/21/2018 8:00:00 PM
Susan, that Light Angel needs to put her halo back on and hot foot it the h...eck out of there! But what will be will be, it is the way of the Universe. I wonder where her journey will take her? I think she might be a bit of a dark (horse, but that wouldn't be the best analogy...), maybe dark angel with a heart of gold. Thanks for your observations, it's given me an idea.... :)
Date: 1/21/2018 10:29:00 AM
Your writing is indeed intriguing, l like your style.
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Leanne Lovejoy-Burton
Date: 1/21/2018 1:45:00 PM
It's a bit "off the wall" sometimes. I must admit. Whilst composing for competitions and following rules for writing poems, is important in a way for some people, I do think it's equally important for everyone to try to remain true to themselves in their writing and in their life. I love writing. I'm beginning to feel like my stories are my children.Crazy as that sounds. My stories are for my child anyway, all of them. Thank you Richard.

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