as moss and water lilies
- she said
Now never run,
but stand and see and hear and persevere,
she - the red and blue,
who walks the lonely miles?
Never hears a who?…,
But dances to the moon…,
blue, red, yellow,
she’s the one with arms like candy,
hold the mirrors of your face,
now stop, it is a golden death -
to live again,
we might succumb to temptations,
once more unto the breach,
she is a woven delight,
forest in the candle light,
she is the must and the let go,
she is the white devil,
a golden hoe,
when lost get found,
here and now,
she is but a dream,
the king and queen,
a fluffy marathon
of a sexy fantasy,
you are here,
you are here,
you are here.
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