Green Lady

Arrayed in elegant satin of emerald green

Limned with gold and sparkling things

That purl like leaves on a waltzing willow

She moves confidently to your side

Whispers in your ear and,

Barely brushing your skin with supple-soft lips,

Pierces your roots with eyes like splintered bark

And whites, so bright your vision moons and wavers

She tells you what you’ve longed to hear

As the warmth of her breath whispers down your neck your spine

She grabs your hand, squeezes gently

And you shiver, tremble

Inside an earthen promise

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Human hacking the boundaries of experience. Creatrix in the Matrix making hay wending wyrd. Twitter:@jdcarlston, IG:@r0zm4ddr, (they)

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J. D. Carlston

J. D. Carlston

Human hacking the boundaries of experience. Creatrix in the Matrix making hay wending wyrd. Twitter:@jdcarlston, IG:@r0zm4ddr, (they)