Splitting Hairs
I shall not talk of magick
Nor dare I write of spells
I refuse to burn green candles and
See no point in splitting hairs
Last night though for a moment
The moon was almost ours
- Author: Neville ( Offline)
- Published: September 21st, 2019 12:41
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 67
Comments7
I got no green candles? Does the Co-op sell them?!
thank you O
Here we go... Nev once again leads me into a pleasureable mystery tale.... such a romance .... not splitting hairs but was there parting of hairs one wonders?
Great possibilities arise each time i re-read this piece. Now that's great entertainment value for the readers creative mind.
Excellent mind capture Neville.
Cheers DA..
Naught could be more romantic than this -- - -- a sigh of a write and a delight to read Nev................ Fay
thank you Day..
Love the great write...an absolute pleasure to read....a delight with the last line....just beautiful!!
thanks Christina..
A real beauty of a write
thank you Michael..
May that moon by ours forever.
cheers GF60 my friend..
Neville,
I like this one!
As Andy said, “May that moon be ours forever.”
~Laura~
thank you Laura kindly
Neville
You’re welcome!
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