Wonder
Eclipsed
Equal my wonder
Come into my arms to see me as I am
Luxuriate in this divine rapture
Invite me in and for a time
Pretend your dark
Side isn't
Exposed
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Copyright © 04/08/2024 by Christy Munson. All rights reserved.
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Written as an entry in Vocal's In Eclipse Challenge
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Comments (6)
I recognised the picture haha! I used it for a poem last year😄 “Equal my wonder“ is a lovely line when thinking about loving, and I like how the lines grow shorter right up to that final word. Sensuous and sweet Christy!
I appreciated the tone in this one, playful, kinda sexy. Well done :)
Oooo, pretend your dark side isn't exposed. I loved that the most! Beautiful Acrostic!
Beautiful, sensual, mysterious and yet true. It leaves me sated and somehow still wanting more.
Wonderfull fantastic piece of story I really admire it alot
Another breathtaking entry from you, Ms Munson. Well done. Love the elegance and breathy quality of this. (In my head it's read like that...lol..) Well done!