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Scarlett Woman

  Whore of no one butMyself.Babylon fell, yetI stand stillNo magick neededTo fuel my passion.Crucified by my own abilityTo see as is.Tracery of memoryThe colour red,Satin and rose symbolism.I am your Scarlett womanI am your Lady of the night.I have become the oneI was always destined to be.Claim me.
— seabhac, Feb 28, 2010

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Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 3 months ago

Oh my. If he doesn’t hear

Oh my. If he doesn't hear you now...! ~A "If parents really would love their children there would no longer be any war." J. Krishnamurti
Seren

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Liz

Darlin ... I can only smile and echo Anna's comment ,throw down the gauntlet or what lol ;) love it (hugs) Jayne-Chloe
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 3 months ago

We spoke about threads of thought

Your quote throw down the gauntlet was the spark of life for the new poem of that name , for me I feel abetter poem than this and for that inspiration I thank you. Seabhac