Monday, February 6, 2017

Monday WRites 95

Let strands of night in somber tones
Where want of cup and harried lore
Forbid they were two 💕 hearts enshrined
And lust laid pon the altar bare
Bearing blossom sweet of night stalk
Candied kisses did fine procure
Oft wandered and now enlivened
Deed of satiety thus adorned
For rosebuds red and stations bare
Though threadbare hope to union one
Tis fabric weaved to moon dust song
Rhythm of stars 🌟 did pledge anon.
HEAT OF ROSEBUDS © gillena cox 2017


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You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
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