evening ritual
- Anna Claire Loftis
- Oct 7, 2020
- 1 min read
unlaced beneath her dress
her feelings are undone
reinspired, garment wired
gravity has begun
cast a spell! her eyes are graphite
caress solemnity acute
written words on fabled fabric
moral mahem in salute
crawling into bed
her eyelids dance a ballad
where she'll take the hand of bias
and spin it round in forward fashion
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