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Broomstick Baby
she used to set me on fire
her eyes lit my every day
that touch a breath of silk
voice so alluring and fey
magic slipped into reverse
our love shrinks unspoken
chemistry fell out of kilter
her fairy wand has broken
careless now, her moods
weaving so casual gashes,
disdain on that elfin face,
a tongue with fifty lashes
bored and up to mischief
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Wednesday 17th February 2021 10:29 am
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