On a Whim
Laudanum scented candles burning sphere pike into the shadow of mints olives coriander green mist out of thin air blooming the loosely draped lady of the Laudanum carriageway a-hunting fore jilted scolded afire longing for his solid manhood to touch the drafty causeway lifts her skirts flaming red knickers wet with desire him in chains made of loving steel banded bonded together in this dirge dream of desolation digging drugged up and solo goes it her pining his chin jutted out whiskers coarse like a spiked squirrel sentinel sentry spotter escape now he’s free her tresses ablaze in henna coming for him rushing towards his open cloak kisses upload the horses a-waiting abandoned in broad daylight yes her lithe body bodice stripped off like a vagabond eating his first meal ding dong the town church bells calling her name him back to Judas may we merrier marry I do her voice low and forthright now we’re home him her united
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