Vernon CT
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It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poet’s Pub and the writing prompt is the word harbor. Harbor lights in the moonlight, walking the shore with a rainbow just out of reach, Champagne for no other reason than celebrating each other, the way your blue-velvet eyes seemed to glitter when you smiled— these are the
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Rainbows dissipate and vanish without a trace — much like a mirage. a dying love leaves its memories, that in time grow vague and muddied. I believe in both rainbows and love; if only they would last awhile.
Ergo, the Ogre 