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Of the Wood
by Amy Zoellers 

This

my temptation

my orbiting thirst

spun into verse

my glowing, glorious glowering

my night-flight past the dazzling moon

absorbing her fullness, exuberance,

imbibing her enchantment

oh stars, elements, gemstones,

from polished skull I sip your essence

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My hair a horoscope of tangled reeds

elderflower and the old teachings.

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creatures of nightfall, we,

in our woodland and nudity —

what force and storm we generate

in our sisterhood dance—

it lifts us to the sky.

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Fiction © Copyright Amy Zoellers
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.

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