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Lace and Table

Updated on November 3, 2016

Premature morning speaks trodden, with celestial laughter of children lost. She dances underneath the compacted veil of spell and trial. Flowers of commanding intensity, trace the molestation of table and hand, this land is hers and baby’s lace has forever departed. Inaudible awakening at dawn’s doorstep, she escalates with graven images abound! Lights glimmer throughout year and day…she pays. Lace and table, her hand upon murky wooden boards; no food around, she forages upon stone and segregation. Lace and table, baby walks through father’s veil. Mother to child; child for father; lace and table, sexuality is lost and appetite has ascended!

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      Scarlett Elizabeth Amburgey 11 months ago from Kentucky

      No, it doesn't relate to a particular situation. I just have a very active imagination.

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      DreamerMeg 11 months ago from Northern Ireland

      Some very interesting and thought-provoking imagery. Does it refer to a particular situation?