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Melusine, on the occasion of being intruded upon while bathing

Just a tidbit of poetry…

a m o r e t

it was never my intention to play a bathing Bluebeard, and there is no sealskin for stealing. yet the revelation – always amusing. what could reasonably be expected, in the arms of fairy tale? is the forest not dark and twining? is the water not weighted with treachery? does the female exist that isn’t warning, isn’t mystery, isn’t monster? our bargain was to love – not to look.

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Soothsayer, Oracle, Priestess

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