moon stroked her sable

color married pearl

minutes fell like blossoms

on lips of a geisha girl

drops of painted star

danced in her eyes

hearts pumped thunder

storms of a thousand skies

in the end it was a phantom

a cask of worthless keys

like this thing you’re reading

a page full of cheese


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