Monday, September 1, 2008

under the red moon
a courtesan turns on her heel
and walks away


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4 comments:

Nora said...

Nature's red light district? It made me smile. Thanks.

Winter Moth said...

Hehe, thanks Nora :)

Poet-in-Residence said...

like the moon i can only blush,
gwilym

Winter Moth said...

Thanks poet-in-residence. :P