If anyone was born to lycanthropy, I am she.
I was born under a full moon.
When they cut me from my mother, I came out covered in fine hairs. Because of the manner of my birth, I emerged covered in blood, and they tell me I smiled. I do not remember.
So I often think I was born to this: mania. Touched by the moon-goddess in her fright mask,
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Beautiful.
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I do have those two poems almost ready to go out. If you don't have 'em by the 14th or so, pester me.
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*ahem*
I'd like you to send all three. And happy birthday (again)...may the start of your 4th decade be rocking in the best ways possible.
Ryk
(a decidedly curmudgeonly 46 in September)
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BWAHAHA!
Heheheheh. I should NOT be that amused.
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Major mojo. How cool is THAT?!
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And I will totally be wearing Eclipse from BPAL. ;)
(<---is such a Cancer Monkey ragabash)
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Bwahahahaha!
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I had to look up "lycanthropy", it suits you.
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It's pretty cool.
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I love language.
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I particularly like the blood tide imagery. :-)
This was quite awesome. :-)
Also: There were two full moons in May. :-) Whee! :-)
- TTFN,
- Amazon. :-)
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You were just checkin' if I was OK.
And do I miss you? Well, you know what they say,
Just once, in a very blue moon,
Just once, in a very blue moon.
Just once, in a very blue moon,
And I feel one comin' on soon.
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