Tag: lush
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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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Jamming the treads
Usury. Luciferian use of me No such thing as use for free No such thing as abuse to me Silk masked servant’s toothsome glee Bird-backed serpent, acid-slurping merlions curled at boundary lines. Hell’s appleside sky foundry climbed, which strident harpies fly. Fur-lineds, blurred lines, earnings, ermines, hair ties, brassiere wires. Rings split along the side.…
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Delighting in flowers
Light foreboring columbines Mother in law’s tongue sharp, marbled Thorned knight the milk thistle A son of cursed Lambton. Stately elms housing owls Brocaded with striations Big pink bouquets of Stinking Billies For trenchant bully Orange William. In pale June Maylings still maere Gaunt and bare, as yet hairless In stolid boughs repose black bores…