One summer never ends

[waves]

She had pearls in her eyes
tears flow from mine now
like pearls from my own

i wonder now, darkly, i wonder
how she brimmed with delight,
how her cheeks blushed lightly
as i told her of her beautiful pearl eyes
Hers were Dark Dark eyes.
But I saw pearls inside.

i wonder if she put them there
into her eyes through mine
into my Dark Irish coffee, so I
dropping those Dark Irish pearls
saw perfect pearls in her eyes

in those Dark Dark eyes
those perfect pearls inside

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once i told her, she of the Dark Dark eyes,
i told her, though i did not want to tell anyone,
of the Yin Yang war inside
and i, just a fragile membrane
was afraid that thrashing war would destroy me.

She thought little of my thoughts
perhaps, or even perhaps nought
and nevermore did we speak of this war.

But I will tell you.
It was like Narnia:
the inside was bigger than the outside,
and the laws of physics could be overturned
by the Deep Magic

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So ecstasy had surged and shone
through the sun of a long long summer
of hilly greens and willows weeping
in portraits awaiting their painting
tiny white butterflies fluttered everywhere
Pearl liked the butterflies

But somehow, her Defender was invoked
the Defender likes nothing,
perhaps not even Pearl - nobody knows
but it was thus that war began

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Their presences clashed and collided
I was the endangered outstander
just a fine epithelium
still whole but I feared not for long
inside i felt something
was very going wrong

I called truce but no, how could they hear
they do not live in our world of thinking
I held them together entangled
I held them as long as I could,
perhaps longer than I should

I am transparent and only very fine
And do not know exactly what is mine

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I had to elude the Defender
always lurking, seeking, searching to destroy
but held hands with Pearl
and she is the strongest of them all
She is the purest, and subtle of presence
but the most powerful of all.

We had made a shrine when we moved in
A beauty shrine, and thought not of the Defender.
The Defender can use Power Objects for evil purpose.
There were Power Objects in the shrine.
And My Own objects would be the most potent against Me.

The Defender grew closer at night
to await my narcosis and destroy me
and perhaps even Pearl - nobody knows.

When I, Custodian of the objects, was awake
the Defender could not take possession of them.
But we hid them each time I, Custodian, slept.
Pearl and I.

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I think it was finally Ruby who stole the show.
Ruby can sway the Defender's presence.
But Pearl must be defended!
(But the Defender went lulu, so good thing for Ruby.)

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There was black blue violet light at dusk
whites glowing radiant auras
and Cathy was there
on the swings with me

i was in a blue aura
in a white light
with Cathy,

And she had gentle warmth in her eyes.
We swung on the swings side by side.

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