Once upon a time
She knocked on my sub-conscience’s door
An unknown variable from chaos theory
Inaudible, unseen
Lingering in gossamer lingerie
Behold!
(tong-tied, tingling)
It’s SHE, Tintanglia, Môn Cherri!

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She is both
And she is not
She came here for you and me
She appears to be
The universal remedy

Mostly black though sometimes white
For one minute Jekyll, for a few years, Hyde
We share my body and my mind
In a peculiar way ostensibly intertwined

The most flexible ballerina on thoughts’ stage
Twisting her torso around, around, around
And then when she breaks, in rage
Our face with speed of light smashes the ground
We get out of our porcelain cage
Just to find nothing profound

O_o

Another interesting thing though I found;
Slugs are just hobosnails

Don’t blink!
For you may miss something that isn’t even there