JUNE MOONE

JUNE MOONE


BLACK AS THE MOON

WITCHES COVEN
"I use to kick it with lucifer

independent, mutual, and highly selective rp blog for June Moone A.K.A the enchantress indie-suicide squad roleplay,

THE ENCHANTRESS
If this what you truly want? I can wear her skin…over mine. Her hair, over mine. Her hands as gloves. Her teeth as confetti. Her scalp, a cap. Her sternum, my bedazzled cane. We can pose for a photograph. All three of us, immortalized. You and your perfect girl. I don’t know when love became elusive. What I know is no one I know has it. My father’s arms around my mother’s neck. Fruit too ripe to eat. think of lovers as trees…growing to and from one another. Searching for the same light. Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you see me? (Why can’t you) Why can’t you see me? Everyone else can.
WRITTEN BY: TALIA
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I MET GOD SHES BLACK
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with a gentle motion, she curled her head into hischest, letting out a rather relaxed sigh. The whole mood and setting wascomfortable. And she loved to feel at peace for once. With a little voice shesaid, good morning~ lips softly twist into a littlesmile as she lifted her head to look at him.

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       He shifts when she speaks, confirming she was waking up as well. Part of him disappointed but the other generally happy to hear her sleep ridden voice. Moving his head a little more he looks at her a little better now, his hand moving to press some stray hairs from her pale face. “Mornin’ gorgeous.”

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& then it was a smile spread across the woman’s lips as her cheeks flushed, “Morning Handsome.” Biting her bottom lip, June began to sit up, enjoying the light of the sun beaming in the room. Hair messy but yet, perfectly beautiful, she a little yawn, She peeked over her shoulder looking at Floyd. “You sleep well?