Twilight's breath
In twilight’s breath, dark swallowing light
Cloaked in shadows of dry gin and vermouth
Echoes growing louder in council of secrets
No longer muffled whispers of raven flight
But Polly wants a cracker perched on a wooden throne
Yet feast on the bones
Polly has got a pair of big childish and curious eyes
A body full of curves made for adventure
And Polly, oh Polly lives to bathe on moonlight
Collaboration Amethyste & Adagio
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