Under Bryony's Spell
Under Bryony’s Spell
We met by chance. She caught my eye
as I strolled idly ’mong the trees.
Her endearing smile lit her face.
We clicked; we talked; I stayed till late.
She was strong-willed and confident,
reflecting pure Pokémon breed!
Funny at times, her laugh tinkled
like a wind-chime in summer breeze.
I was under her spell, bewitched
as avidly she entangled
herself around me, coiled tendrils
vigorously latching on to
my unresisting emotions.
Soon darkness fell. We spent the night
within each others arms. Her greed
matched mine. Bryony and I, two
wild climbing vines entwined within
the blooming realm of fantasy.
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Contest: In Words She Blooms
Sponsor: Casarah Nance
© 30th August 2016
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2016
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