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Rondo
Guest
Like so the oceans
My memories cycle
Up and like waves
Crashing down on my feet
Wet sand and black cloud
She took me to her world
Kissed me
Then left me to sleep
On this counting crescent moon
Blasting out of the night in rubble
The ants pan around the floor
Wobbling in their brawn
Slowly slipping their destiny by
Dying like waves
Falling in crumbles floating from the shore
She offered me treats
Like bits and slices
Told me she loved me
Like she had flown feathers from the seashore
By gliding birds on fragile winds
The glass crashes in its reflections
Fractures to creeping fractals
Divides into everything
And dashes onto the ground
Like breaking waves upon sound
She told me she loved me
Took me in her arms
Then engulfed me with charms
Broken living fragile dreams
Rousing in her starry end
So the clown then sat
And as the blown winds tide
Frowned upon the flower
In his flowered black frock
Vocalized seconds on the clock
My memories cycle
Up and like waves
Crashing down on my feet
Wet sand and black cloud
She took me to her world
Kissed me
Then left me to sleep
On this counting crescent moon
Blasting out of the night in rubble
The ants pan around the floor
Wobbling in their brawn
Slowly slipping their destiny by
Dying like waves
Falling in crumbles floating from the shore
She offered me treats
Like bits and slices
Told me she loved me
Like she had flown feathers from the seashore
By gliding birds on fragile winds
The glass crashes in its reflections
Fractures to creeping fractals
Divides into everything
And dashes onto the ground
Like breaking waves upon sound
She told me she loved me
Took me in her arms
Then engulfed me with charms
Broken living fragile dreams
Rousing in her starry end
So the clown then sat
And as the blown winds tide
Frowned upon the flower
In his flowered black frock
Vocalized seconds on the clock