Zigging through the zagging of your snakeness,
I saw your chilled, revealing, sliding truth,
watched as light reflected off your patterning;
knew that darkness called you home to sleep.


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2 Responses to Snake

  1. Great minds thought alike that day. Thanks for the ping back ­čÖé

  2. julespaige says:

    Long time ago our family had a ‘pet’ boa constrictor.
    Now I just have garden snakes – one of them left me a whole ‘skin’
    They like to live under the wood pile and in woody side yard area.
    Nature is beautiful.

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