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I am the whisper
of the wind
time without end
hands that reach
to comfort & caress
I am the voice
who stills the ache
I am the passion released
soft warming
the love that you seek
hold to your dreams
look to the stars
find me
I am the whisper
~of the wind...
#poem
Where stands a tree of solid roots
Tall & strong firm of touch
Wind swept never weary
The old owl sits upon a branch
Dark magic this haunting hour
Things unseen in the light
Creatures not myth nor fable
Those who walk in shadow
The origins of time
#vibes_gothicvss
The mind is a hungry beast
Searching for sustenance
The thrill of the chase
The thrill of the feast
A wanting thing to crave & covet
Deeper just for you i dive
Then to the surface i take a breath
Limbs of silk & honey
Tangled sheets
The unmade bed
The home of lovers
#Foxprose
Fingering the spine
Where flesh meets bone
A tad too skinny my dear
Perhaps a home cooked meal
Stay away from that jab?
Not too fat & not too lean
A little muscle a little curve
Why men they prefer comfort
And a natural smile
A little sex appeal wins the day
#Foxprose
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It is coming the hour draws near
The one dark angel wings of night
In dreams a whispered sigh
Black candle burns dancing flame
Warm blood through veins of ice
Cold breath this house of ghosts
Where waits the abandoned
Still reaching for life
#vibes_gothicvss @vibes_gothicvss
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Great old trees
living thousands of years
temples of wonder.
#haiku #nature #photography #trees #thicktrunktuesday
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#Duo remembrance
to never forget
that they gave their tomorrow
for our today
Knots in my stomach
become tighter each second—
our peace, they fought so bloody hard
for us to have, is threatened
Lest We Forget!
#RemembranceSunday
#Vss365 #FoxProse
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it could be any month
without you, but look
what November's doing
Ma-
with no hands!
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The west wind folds the day to grey,
I don’t like cold, I don’t like rain;
my mind has learnt to slip away
above the cloud, above the plain,
where figs are warm upon the stone
and lizards line the villa wall;
a bell makes every hour its own
and winter has no hold at all.





















