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Blank by Dah

I am tired of the nonsense of what does not matter. This is how I have arrived at not caring: my heart, a jaded rock. A slate-colored night drapes my body with the diction of damp leaves, with the convenience… Read More ›

Magic Moments by Debra McLain

moonbeam’s of silvercast a poetic spelltwo lovers, a new startshe dances only for himthis man has her heartswaying to the musictaunting with her eyesenchanted momentsanticipated sighshoneysuckle and rosedrift through the airhe leans down for a kisswhispering promisesgently touching her hairmagic… Read More ›