Purple Lace

Purple Lace Sheltered within a purple lace boudoir, smelling of heated dampness, spilt wine and burning passion. Through timeworn windows and doors, in open reveal. Curtains of willowy lace, flitter a peek-a-boo expose with the celestial moons and twinkling stars. Mounted within the enflamed aura of burning splits of oak, framed in stone. Thunderous, crashing... Continue Reading →

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Lady Spirit

Lady Spirit By Ruth A. Cutler 2016 Two hearts, from the time and ways of old, I became. Sister to one before me, together paving the way. to four more girls who came along. All six for one, and six for all. Wife to three, whose eyes went astray. On little funds, a Mother alone... Continue Reading →

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