End of Winter Night

It is an end of winter

Night,

And everything

Is turning 'round!...

...There are cards

We've yet to play,

As polar winds bail

Out of town.

The wind still bites

Her hips,

But she can

Sense

With all she has

The love inside her

Throat

Will have free rein,

And soon

Be glad...

...Aye, the moon looks

Different now!...

It must be

Someone new moved in...

...With a heart that burns

For action,

And the milkiest of

Skin...

...This new tenant is

The lively lass

Who lights

The closure of

Our frost!...

...I have been waiting

Long

On a spirit guide

To front the transfer

Like a boss,

And draw our hearts

Out of our caves

To revel in her

Powers.

It is an end of winter

Night,

And lives are

Stirring with each

Hour!...

...Cats are purring,

Spiders tumble

Down on string

That once

Was hid...

...Creatures of the deep

Are rising,

As the wind still

Nips her hips,

But a lady of the night

Reads from the

Sky, and

Moon,

That affairs are in

A flux...

...Pieces on the board

Consumed...

It is an end of winter

Night,

And everything

Is turning 'round!...

...There are cards

We've yet to play,

As polar winds bail

Out of town.

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2018

Bunny Villaire