Why kiss a frog? It is ugly to taste the slime
But the princess would say it is worth it. No pain
Because the frog will not hurt you. Bruised like a blue mud.
It is gross and distasteful to say the least.
The shock is as inevitable as the clouds,
Hot and sharp like a summer day
With nothing left to surprise the moon
Left hanging aimlessly on the edge of my heart.
After the moon swung about the
leathery skin,
I bit my lip. I long for something more
fulfilling
Than the countless soft and shallow moments
That keep the rock within the riverbed.
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