A spark, a glint, an incarnadine sprite;
An inkling of possible enveloped by night.
Clocks tick, wheels turn, potential on simmer;
Awaiting the light to gloriously shimmer.
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- Moxie Malone
- I am a purveyor of dreams, fantasies and the occasional nightmare --
Purv for short.
Usually sensual, often romantic, frequently erotic, sometimes humorous and nearly always offbeat aiming for provocative, the stories that I write as well as the people, places and events found in them are pure fiction and nothing more - as far as you know.
I've taken a fancy to the challenge of writing micro posts in 140 characters or less so you'll see quite a few of those here.
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