Candlewitch

envious heart: by eddy styx


envious heart



under the new moon
midnight confessions
rise to the surface
on the tide of secrecy.
whispering of doings
dark and dangerous are
but a moment on the tongue,
linger like a feather
floating in the pregnant air.
she will listen eagerly
with hungry ears wanting more.
she has just a touch of evil
dancing in her eyes,
as she worships all things dodgy
under the deep blue velvet skys.
long has she lived
under the guise of sweetness
while envying "the tart"
you never know for certain
what's in a person's heart..

Comments3

  • LAWLESS

    Been under the "Supermoon" too much. One never knows what lurks under that thing. Take it from a lunatic!

    Super write!

    • Candlewitch

      LOL! thanks so much from one lunatic to another :)

      *hugs, Cat
      ever, eddy

    • FredPeyer

      Your word artistry is awesome, be it Cat or Eddy. Kudos!

      • Candlewitch

        dear Fred,

        glad to hear it...thanks so much!

        ever, eddy
        *hugs, Cat

      • ZIGGY

        you never fail to impress amazing as always a delight to read ,,,,zigs



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