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Witching Hour
Author: bjw  PM
When night casts its subtle spell and you can't stop thinking about that one person...RR anyone?
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Words: 86 - Reviews: 24 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-12-05 - Status: Complete - id: 2005747
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Witching Hour
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Last night
My father slur-slurred to bed
Leaving me kept up
- against my word -
By that all-knowing ecstasy
(slinky, polka-dotted thoughts of)
You
Shimmering all around me
My imagination reached out into the blackness of the room
With its pink-blue-
Lavender fuzziness
- and I snuggled into it
Dream-like
Adoring.
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It was the silly silver
Star-streaked darkness
That painted those embarrassing smiles on my face.
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