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Sunday, January 25, 2015

Sin Starved

A silver dollar moon
hangs from the stars
tempting lovers and fools.

Brazen sits sin starved
in the shadows waiting
to see who will take the bait.

©Susie Clevenger 2015


angieinspired said...

I was thinking of a banana moon this morn, but I kike your tempting silver one!

Björn Rudberg said...

I wonder if the sin will get them hooked.. usually that happens.

Mama Zen said...

I like this perspective! Very cool, Susie.

Kenn Merchant said...

The umbra of darkness tempts everyone at some point.

Other Mary said...

Great image, lol and I like Bjorn's comment too.

Margaret said...

… sin wishes upon the moon as well - I'll have to remember that.

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