Yesterday a woman fell in love...
She was painted of moon,
barefooted she walked
with feet of seagull
and mouth of rose.
Yesterday I saw her,
she was tall and slim
like a spike of wheat she stood.
Yesterday she went by my house
dancing a song only heard by her,
and not by me.
Yesterday I saw her pass
her beautiful figure volatile she carried.
She was painted of moon
completely in love.
Yesterday I wanted to be like her
and ran to touch her.
What are you made of? I asked,
and she answered in a girl-like voice:
"I am made of Love"
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