dharmata

if you could see the inside

would you want to stay

kiss these clowns and ghouls

among the gigglers play

hold a falling hand

make a province ours

spread a crafted quilt

hear the weeping stars

was it just a whisper

an echo in the hall

or did you fall together

to dance the pixie ball

wish it in a tiny box

on a sapphire sea

watch the sun explode

and paint the salty tea

 

 

 

 

 

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