Full moon


she_wolf_moon_by_coz179you like it when I bite
don’t you?
when I push
and I fight
lacerating your clothes
as fingertips turn into claws
leaving marks
visible in the dark
I’m a treacherous rose bush
but I get under your skin
when you get too close
drawing tiny pearls of blood
when you lick
my delicious thorns
it’s only for a few nights
mind you
as soon as the full moon
with its mad light
I’ll be back
to being a cute pussycat
(yeah, right)
until the next time
the werewolf
to come out
of the crepuscular woods

*This silly thingywas inspired by a little chat just now with the lovely Vic (don’t ask)*

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Author: Grandtrines

Like so many people, I am a paradox. I am a politically conservative vegetarian. I am from a Christian background, and still tend to like those values, but am a metaphysical astrologer trained in science who has an interest in the magic of ancient Egypt and a weird belief that some piece of our essence can live on a server. I live in Texas, but like chatting with my international Wordpress pals the best. I learn by teaching. Technically, I am a "Leo," but I am very, very Aquarian with a dose of Scorpio. I bitterly complain about Algol (and Algol personaliites), yet it is the one star that defines me most (other than Regulus). (Which, oddly, makes me an Algol personality.) I am a reclusive lover of peace and quiet who has the Ascendant in the Via Combusta (the most conflict ridden part of the zodiac). I am an incredibly private person with a blog with over 800 followers and 50 to 150 regular daily visitors. I could go on, but I think you get the picture.

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