Shapeshifter’s Moon

Serena101 on Dec 22, 2009

Tags: body, Breeze, fingers, flesh, Moon, shapeshifter, touch, woodlands

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A poem of sensuality.

Over my body

In gentle patterns

The breeze trembles

As soft as your fingers

Who, questing for my touch

Under a shapeshifter’s moon

In woodlands forgotten

Can tame the fire of my flesh

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