May 25
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I finally got some things worked out:
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Greatest of These
Inspired by the season 3 trailer, a little free verse poetry from sad cat Crowley. Read it here on AO3
Peeling Away
Tangles
careful fingers unravel the tangles in my ribs busy knuckles knocking the breath from my lungs while you sort through the mess of me every knot untied freeing my affection
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“Roses be green,
Violets be too,
Shax, me darling,
Ah love thee true.”
Furfur is ready for his first Valentine's Day as a married man. He hopes Shax will be pleased.
our wild garden was fragrant and in bloom humidity filled our lungs under a crescent moon as hidden exotic creatures sung overripe on a sensuous night a feverish dream delirious delight our tangled flesh sharing our breath you cried during our "little death" sweet and satiated to my very core at the break of dawn I begged for more only to find myself abandoned and alone midnight garden mirage my heart like a stone
my gaze forever averted from the sky all thoughts and memories cause hot tears to burn my eyes I was an angel, yes, please believe earth angel of nimble deer amongst the moors green forests and sacred trees I could not have wanted for more woven silver and gold my cloud white gown of old is not now, nor never will be able to adorn my wicked body I turned my back on simple grace free in Hell, well not exactly! wings singed my tainted face demons get no love exiled from my world above I cannot reveal what tears me apart an ex-angel with a broken heart @goodomensafterdark