amplexus23

"I want to thank youl"
and having mumphled that the extrosadopsychomasovert fluttered over to the window, and bathed in the pale winter morning light. looking over the fatigued lanndscape took every ounce of energy left, fingers tight on the dustysplinter window sill. Laughter, unfettered from her cruel tongue, winds its way to the window and is transformed in its capture to a series of crystalline dragons, their fighting forgotten.

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again, no, the tat isn't real...YET. looking for some constructive feedback.

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He then salutes her with a warm embrace;
And, e're she half had told the morning chase,
With love enflam'd, and eager on his bliss,
Smother'd her words, and stop'd her with a kiss;
His kisses with unwonted ardour glow'd,
Nor cou'd Diana's shape conceal the God.
The virgin did whate'er a virgin cou'd
(Sure Juno must have pardon'd, had she view'd);
With all her might against his force she push'd
But how can mortal maids contend with Amplexus?