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Date Posted: 18:58:55 01/31/03 Fri
Author: » leila
Subject: » locked in secrets











l e i l a

: i am loyal to my own
: i watch over none
: my spikes are touched by none
: my heart is my own
: my progeny includes none
: demeanour; placid







you cannot tempt the lusted

: in my head :
the wind it blew, the sun it wept
the moon rose high, the clouds were swept
the shining stars seemed to dance and play
awake at night, asleep the day

: performed :
.the ginger welkin had the hope and promise to be a beautiful, starry night, and the alabaster strode from the shadows with an air of pride and dignity . her apical tips beat but a soft cadence across the mother earth, as if she was simply a poltergeist gliding across the terrain . poetry in motion, she quickened her pace into a three-beat gait and closed upon the periphery of the fantasy lands with no change of demeanour; finally she was there . safe . she entered with no sign of distinct interest at any of the tyrant’s which were pleasing the fae’ around her; if they wished to approach they would do so . a prize in her own way, pillars ceased to move as the horned lamia stood silhouetted against the setting sun . her usually knotted façade had been brushed by the long, thorny branches of the brambles around her, and it appeared silky and unruffled . frontage volumes expanded as a breath of oxygen sought her lungs, and the carbon which was released into the atmosphere cast through her nasal passages without demur . an intonation arose from her pharynx, and it’s lilting tempo drew towards any who cared for the xanthippe.
.i have arrived in the land of the fantasy-kind . my horn, my immortal life, is my key in . but will any accept me.



Leila



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