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Thursday, December 28, 2006


   Renshen and the butterfly:
She tells the most divine story with her body;
a Indian Cortesine who speaks many languages unlike her own.
Speaks well of her love to her God in the garden she roams about.
Shedding tears that sprout blooms with lavender,
as Renshen her lover rests for the war with night-terrors.
Inammurata of gift and song.
Calling her The Battle Buttterfly is what he said.
She chops her hair off and suits herself up in his armor; a day before Renshen must take his pass. She leaves him with no weapon. No rest aside him.
Taking that battle for him she gallops off in the night, leaving a Japanese cherry blossom, and a whisper from her pink lips..............for Renshen. For my love. YAH! YAH!!

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