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Mousse

Darkness on a spoon
lush bubbly sweetness and light
glass encased dessert
Belgian milk chocolate mousse
delicious goth glam lipstick

Emmentaler cubes
Rustic tables, cedar chairs
Fresh, clear apple juice
Laughter and the sound of love,
a merry apple harvest

Be my companion
Look to me as your lighthouse
through good times and bad
Be mine until our ship sails
from the shell-covered sea shore

I’ll take you away,
take you down my old circuit,
show you my old life.
No need to feel sorry for
a non-existent childhood.

Remembering us
standing in the summer rain
wetting our dry skin?
Now we stand inside waiting
for the acid rain to fall.

A black and white room
Classical glam with a twist
Envious longing
Colours of your ombre hair
Mix with your blood on the floor

Springtime in Autumn.
Buds bloom, and flowers blossom
confused by the warmth.
An owl watches and ponders,
a pause to see the flowers.

Bare branches begin
to grow as the sunshine turns
Winter into Spring.
Rolling down the scented hills
of peach and pineberry.

Falling from heaven,
cast out to live on the Earth
from the garden home.
A quizzical nihilist,
a career in law may do.

excessive living
a candy-coated heaven
dreaming about us
solid gold shoes and silk socks
carried around by robots