serpent arms

by theuglyearring

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She is in my arms most of the time.
So we dance.
We dance to Bach – Blute Nur, du Liebes Herz.
…and then she smiles.

“Bleed on, dear heart.
Ah, a child that thou raised,
That sucked at thy breast,
Threatens to murder its guardian,
For it has become a serpent”

Image:  Victorian Turquoise Snake Bracelet
France, late 19th century

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