The Wholesome Satyr

You see a conflict, I see creativity. The trick is to be beyond that.

Saturday, March 15, 2014

for e.s.s-b

bare-chested seraph,  
modest apparel 
of auburn curlicues,
on skin kissed by the aurora of 
a blessed wind....

she is the aspect in
the eyes of a constellation
of stars, she is the 
sensible toil of persecution
and canine commitment.

and all one can woo her for
is the inspiration to subsist....

.....the comity of an age lost.

# posted by The Wholesome Satyr @ 8:42 am

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