Friday Fantasy – Mythical Rhyme

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Mystical Rhyme

Dark in Time and Mythical Rhyme,

Spinning in my Memory,

Calling in Sweet Softened Whispers,

Singing like Pure Litany.

Vast the chasm between our Souls,

Yet Closer than a Gentle Kiss,

‘Tis You, my Mirror, I Ever Long for,

Your Heart I ever Miss.

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~Morgan~
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Ode to a Laughmaker

Americana Injustica

I was strolling through darkness;
A place high in the woods;
I was feeling lonely,
No bone in my body felt good.

I was thinking of resigning;
Had the towel ready to throw in,
That was when I came across a wolf;
Surrounded by female wolves that adored him.

Each one of them was beautiful;
And worked hard to keep his stare,
But his eyes were burning holes through me;
As he howled and sniffed the air.

I wasn’t sure if I should try to outrun him,
There were no words I thought to say;
That was when the wolf ran up to my feet,
With a face that simply wanted to play.

I let my guard down and got down on the ground,
I let the wolf tickle me and wrestle me around;
And the forest was filled with the happiest sound:
Laughter encompassed, and the sunshine poured down.

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