The Mandrake Curse

I spied the purple mandrake flowers

Sitting in their nest of green

And foolishly looked to rip them

From the earth they serenely sat upon

And everywhere a shriek echoed

Across the woods and leafy vales

and to my weary eyes I saw

The bulbous body resurrected

A face demonic in its glare

For being torn from fitful slumber

Wizened arms of k...

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Deadly Nightshade

touching you

gently

kissing your neck

feeling

your heartbeat

synchronise

with mine

the grey clouds

on a Tuesday

in September

spill

their leaden

tears

twilight

seeps

between

heavy

curtains

slowly

ebbing

into

darkness

time

slows to

a strum

s...

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