I’LL LOVE A DANCE WITH YOU

I’ll love a dance with youUnder the moon,With your scarlet lips on mine,Your caressSlithering its tentacles on my body,And your waist swaying on my reverbs.I’ll love a dance with youUnder the embers of the February’s moon.You, yes you, my bride and pride,Your dance, your waist beads, my joy. ©TurksonQuills❣️

I YEARN TO CALL YOU BEAUTIFUL

I have seen a lot Been with a lot Touched a lot The fair and the dark.The dark converted to fair And the fair converted to dark .But how shall I describe you?For your skin’s ambience is like the countenance of a seraphim.Your teeth sparkle Even when the sun is shinning at his best. HowContinue reading “I YEARN TO CALL YOU BEAUTIFUL”

WAILING QUILL

Have you ever seen words That pierce the heart like arrows, Or a nest inhabiting not birds, But a crowd of bedfellows? Maybe, just maybe a yes. I met her on the sunshine of March. Perhaps shining, but she was an angel of mess. She seemed a perfect match With glows of the august coloursContinue reading “WAILING QUILL”

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