Silent overture, prelude to a temptress rising
By Leith Plunkett
Ahh h h
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listen for them
what tranquil worship they make
Echoing through sacred trees
the wind, she howls, of wolves
whispering prayer of gothic breath
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Copyright 2011 Leith Plunkett
Published on Monday, February 7, 2011.
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette
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you have this classic gothic voice in your imagery. it's breathtaking.
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A former member wrote:
(formerly disposable) as enticing as a spell...
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On Thursday, May 19, 2011, Lylani
(112) wrote:
Soft and beautiful, gorgeous work!
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On Monday, February 7, 2011, Corinthian
(306) wrote:
oh you and your softness this is so quiet and full of sweet breath it makes me sleepy Anemoi wind goddess so pretty as always Leith ..
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A former member wrote:
a breath of indulgent dark beauty; an echo and the lost love she wails and howls and moans for.......the way you capture a mind is so steeped in romanticism....the way you gather mystique and evocative nature in this is truly succinctly swiftly gorgeous.....and the rapturous last line...you are so true to your voice/talent.
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On Monday, February 7, 2011, blue
(1409) wrote:
umm.... what she said. well played, my man, well played. ~b