Tag: lioness
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Never hold the line
I am soon-quartered Chinese Gordon With mandarin jacket, gore-wet sword Impatient to avoid taint by glory’s oil In a Mahdi-cordoned Sudan. No more madding stalling orders. No more you can’t. Slow, pleasant tortures. Fugues; fumes; blue plants. Nude snaps. Two caps. Mute laughs. Two that yet haven’t, haven’t yet. Set inhabits my body. Amulet red;…
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Royal Lions in Line for Titles
When you’re in love, it can be look started Silk surplus curtains back peeled, parting. Looks darting. Revealing a jewelled stag and a diamond-mouthed pine marten. Horned me. Dark, darkest and stormy Inside the door, a worm-eaten portal. Vermeer this sky, a fatal bride. Neither safety nor bridle. Nothing confided By that unbright Titan’s silent…
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