I whisper your name (ayradyss) wrote,
I whisper your name
ayradyss

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open season on interpretations: "ancient"

I came/became a lady - 
     - met her gaze perchance - 
      held slow and sudden. She
  looked away
                    I know not why.

I took my leisure,
          studied curves 
      and angled eyes, slant
   and sloe.

witch - Jezebel - 
    virgin/whore.
      Goddess.  Her
              full-moon belly whole
   and significant.
           Not mine to claim.
           
and in her eyes
        Once briefly, I
   thought I saw
      a sullen moon,
              hung low,
 and garlanded with stars.
            NsB 08 May 06
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