shadows lay in a circle beneath the fullness of the autumn moon hands held and seeking the blessings of luna
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flee gently the cascade of limbs from mattress to floor crossing soft boundaries and running out the door and into the autumn winds of freedom
small but willing a spark stirs inside rehearsing the ways of light
in reverence to the quiet affirmation of garden and soul
slow and deliberate hounded by ancient wardogs you the prey feel the life drain from your legs the hunter pausing and observing from the darkness enjoying every moment of the hunt the whistle of a dart missing target and striking root just a hair’s breadth away the chase is over in your mind as a low growl emerges from the undergrowth you had miscalculated from the start never was the hunter in the shadows but inside your head all along
moondust dipped fingers tracing the curves of the cold autumn mist the nights hears your debauchery and trembles
warm bodies lay motionless embodying the spirit of the corpse a stone placed above the heart signifies: no flesh is greater than nature
share warmth that once burnt skin of ebony rekindles memory of fires that blazed brave
unashamed unhidden truth stirs: in darkness we share blindness
the slow autumn light dims a symbol of ash and circle burns cold on bare chest
elancharan gunasekaran 