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White Witch



                 Krokus gets sweatered in chiffon, 
                      in shiverlry, white knighted,
                   like royalty, a bestowed visage
                    in heir appearance as jewelry.  
                        An unexpectant delivery 
     of virgin snow cusps the lips, cupids cold brewed elemental- flirt, eros tipped 
arrows for the quiver that will never miss. 
You adorn, adore your handiwork 
then lay about with your kiss.

Just imagine it, crowned, frosted, tipped, 
by the Wite Witch.

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