Costume BallA Poem by M. WellonDarkness is as darkness does.Costume Ball Conjure, then, the murky crimson vapor. Summon the visage of princess flesh; dark tween groins of Salome, thrusting in blood mists rising from The Baptist’s sundered skull. © 2016 M. Wellon |
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Added on May 7, 2016 Last Updated on May 7, 2016 |

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