Writing today. Included THE MYTH IS TRUE in my DAY IN THE FIELD.
Sent letters. (Ah! Succubii) 2-22-96
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The Myth is True As I lay sleepily beside a sylvan being Warmed by the mountain sun from without And a life-fire from within I felt her breath touch me and bid me rest. We listened to the wind in the wood Carry on idle talk of the spring. She smiled and the others whispered their sensitive thoughts. She explained to me how each of us was not unlike a tree With myriad of lives and loves and ends. She bore for me one blossom and one tear. We talked and laughed and danced to the life we both desire. This lonely wood nymph And her half-human friend The educated satyr. |
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I also wrote some letters and included a bit of erotica, entitled Ah!
Succubii. I’m wondering
about a story that uses letters, correspondence, as a means to seduce women. I’m using my favorite
pen nib to write, today. I love the way the ink flows onto the paper.
Unfortunately, I’m a bit messy.
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