She’s Not A Lady

THIS IS SIMPLY AMAZING, ENJOY READING THE LINES..

House of Heart

Winter does not empathize
with withered branches
or displaced birds fleeing waves of
of frozen breath.
Her howling wind is a laugh out loud and
she hasn’t the grace to cover her mouth.
A tease of holly and evergreen
flicker at the curve of billowed thighs,
glistening folds of hallowed mounds
drift in other worldly sighs
ensnared in her exquisite binds.

Silence--by-Karol-Bak[1]

art by Karol Bak

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