I’m your voodoo queen, conjuring your spirit, striking in darkest night, desiring your warm, muscular body against mine, yearning the beating of your heart inside; I summon life to beating of tribal drums. Dancing, entangling fierce movements react with each beat, until screams, utterance of love found softly in foreign tongues are all that remain.
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6 comments:
Great 55!
I need to work on mine now - I had a virus the past two days and no time to work on one this week.
I could feel the drums. Enjoyed that.
Jesse...? WOW!!
What a beautiful 55.
Thank you so much for sharing this creative little gem.
I hope you are enjoying doing these!
Thanks for visiting, and have a Great Week-End....G
That is very well written! I love the expression!
very earthy - a conjurer's tale.
nice! i really like ur writting!
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