Beneath the silk there is a different woman
when she takes over
time stops, my mind becomes a supernova
and I, I… I end up searching only to find myself
bathing with kings
riding with ancient knights
training for secret missions
that experiment human life on the moon.
I never see this different woman,
yet somehow we are at war.
What kind of war is this when you don’t know whether to win or lose?
Like any warrior, this could be her last day…
I am polishing my sword
wishing she would not dissapear
Because when I dance for rain
she makes jasmine fall from the sky.
