steeped in choking brambles
and mired wooded murk
she lost herself in deeper forest,
snagging sharper branches,
and teasing tearing thorns
to render flesh in dreary drip
of rust
yet sitting softly in surrender
of twisted twilight
shadowed mind
she sighed as ebon gently closed
around the blessed sound
of silence





and much love~ Desire~*~


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