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MUSHROOMALICE

MUMA  |  キノコ ・ アリス

i was left there stranded in the sand when it dawned that you were gone, sinking slowly without a plan or a refuge to stay warm. though at that moment appeared a friend one who reached out through the storm, there we held on tightly hand in hand where i promised to stay strong.

when he hears her name he hesitates where he'll drag his feet and stall, for he fears that if he sits up straight she'll see right through it all. he thinks his feelings might abate if left dismissed and ignored, but curious it is, a thing like fate when it tears down all his walls!

she shut her eyes and loosened her grip as she felll back in a slump, falling, flailing through the beats of a heart half mucked with grime. but there he caught her in retreat with a warmth just like the sun's, and she couldn't recall the things she did, those that'd made her blue and glum.

the night proved curious and surreal when we both met by surprise, dancing drinking to our fill at the spot we patronize. her gaze she raised against her will when i asked about her wine, and at that moment time stood still as the both of us locked eyes.

the world came crashing unforeseen as they hurried in their haste, there she lost her bearings and of him to the bleak and dreadful waves. though through her dreary quarantine she recalled his embrace, and there their hearts beat in routine where her struggles they both braved.

the last year had me strung along in a slow crawl by the shore, straggling like I don’t belong where i floundered on all fours. but this new year i’ve learnt the song and the beats that i adore, hence here i’ll ride in, brave and strong with a tiger’s mighty roar!

she laid there gently in a buried slumber head hidden in her arms, where stirring softly with a murmured mumble she whispered to her thumb: "the boy who'd made me blush and fumble i wish his chores were done, we'd spend the day in blubbered laughter where into the sun we'd run."

“i’ll show you places wide and far..” the boy made his appeal, “and we’ll travel with my old guitar where my world would just be you.” in time she pictured a strange bazaar; of towns she never knew, and there she fell like a shooting star a streak of radiant hue.

in him she planted a curious seed one she's carried deep within; from frigid chills to torrid heat it's been through all she's seen. the seed it whispered, hushed and meek, of a girl spun out of sync: a girl who yearns to be complete to dance, and love, and sing.

they were more than silly bosom pals my mad and funny chums, where knew they did i was unwell without seeing i was glum. they’d make sure i don’t vex and dwell or fall into a slump, with jokes to make me scream and yell by acting daft and dumb.

you were always quick to apologize the first to make me smile, giving in to all my absurd cries the wild pleas of a child. you've time and again made me realize what i've known for quite a while, that you're the one i'd fall for twice the one i'd marry now.

he studied me with a foreign gaze like i was alien to his eyes, as if he could not recall my face that i was never in his life. he queried after a slight delay if i knew him or his wife, and there I answered, slightly dazed, “i’m not quite sure.” i lied.

as we made our way through the misty dark you took my breath away, there you gently whispered with a helpless shrug the words that made my day: "were we rightly destined, by chance or luck that we both met on the way? now you've left me bewitched and moonstruck that i wish to say i'll stay."

i came here as soon as i could (i know that i am late), you wouldn’t believe the route i took (i didn’t mean to make you wait). i see that you’ve got on a suit (i love your smile and gait), i’m starving let’s go grab some food (you’re making me all red).

the world we live in's fraught with kinks where issues hide unseen queries that are deemed extreme with topics rarely glimpsed. though i promise i won't flinch or wince where with passion i shall scream, "i too matter, my hopes and dreams: for i'm female and i'm Queen."

i’ll tiptoe lightly beside you and sit right where you sit, cast my web out in full view where i’ll steal you in your sleep. but till then i shall not reveal both my agendas or needs, where you’ll wonder if you are a meal or what i need indeed.

if i could travel anywhere in the vast and boundless world, i'd choose a place free from despair filled with ferns and silver firs. upon my sleeve my heart i'd wear with tokens recalling her, a scarf she gave me on a dare; a charm of silver pearls.

you taught me how to live my life with feelings i never knew, how it’s fine to blubber and cry that it helps to mend and heal. you showed me how to always strive through your wise and prudent views, i’m glad that i could share my sighs i’m glad that i’ve met you.

there are certain things not meant to be no matter how we try, moments where it's wiser to leave or to wait for better times - like the autumn leaves that remained on trees; the train delayed till five - i closed my eyes as i felt the breeze of a spring that's yet to come.

a devious trap i’ll set in place as I hide away unseen, barely shifting my zealous gaze like an anxious guillotine. waited i did to see your face where i feared i’ll miss a scene, and there you had me all amazed when you saw right through, and grinned.

i'll shelter you from distress, both gloom and woeful despair, as we clamber through the storm; harbour you from torments, the blues and sorrowed laments, keeping you enshrined in warmth. through the ardent process, we'll strive to rise and progress, on forging renewed bonds; there we'll never descend, or to intense pressure relent - where our ideals will take form.

the men i’ve read about in books i’ve wondered in the dark, where in my mind my thoughts they brewed over chocolates and doughnuts: the noble who’s aloof and rude but tender in his heart, or the pirate who’s all crude in soot his gaze as sharp as shards?

at times i awake all woozy and faint where i wonder who i am, finding it hard to smile and feign that i'm not in grief or spent. the recent days have left me drained the ones without your rants, where here i wish we'd meet again frolicking as we'd planned

i knew i had you riled and miffed when our engagements i blew, the trip to sunny hawaii our many rendezvous. to make it up i made the plea to switch the days i flew, i’ll be the perfect wrapped-up gift present just for you.

as we fight and feud through the battlefields of our various griefs and woes, our minds we seal where we neglect appeals ones that require us to glow. but throughout the clashes and ordeals our daggers we must stow, for only then can we seek to heal where our hearts can sprout and grow.

we’ve been through stillness and solace - days of muted cheers and glee, heavy days with long quarrels - where we fought and disagreed. now if i withdrew from your world would you seek and search for me, across the seas with sails unfurled like a fervid devotee?

on days we bicker and in ire fight over many a diverse thing; ideals we hold in claim and right, our petty belongings. yet if we succeed in curbing our pride and sharing our meals and drinks, anew we'll rise with steadier strides as our glasses meet with clinks.

our lives were warm and at times sweet where blessed days proved ample though as the years grew colder bit by bit i worried more about her: “i’ll fight and wrestle for our needs persist with vision blurred, struggle through the endless feats as i take on the whole world.”

my wings i'll snip and deftly clip if that's what it will take to stay, beside you where we'll earn our keep by bustling through the days. my life without you has lost its beat with clouds both grim and grey, hence convinced i am that i'll commit where in merriment we will stray.

speeding through the gleaming stars our ship it whizzed and dipped, where rattling like a flaming car a light flashed red and blipped. i held his hands while we looked afar worrying about our trip, “save me some of that chocolate bar i’ve got to fix our ship!”

from you i've learnt to see anew to love and seize the day; to know if one should fight or yield, when one should run or stay. you've taught me all i ever knew hence it's with sorrow when i say, i'll miss you so but a warm adieu for it's time we went our ways.

drawn to your words i knew i was like a fly caught in a trap, with the lure of nectar sweet and raw you had me hooked and wrecked. but through your scheming plots i saw my future our of whack, and there i withdrew right before you had me bagged and tagged.

as the night it waned we both agreed that we'd try to stay awake, though it proved to be an arduous feat as my yawns began to weigh. gently he asked while touching my feet, "should we continue our date?" and there i replied without missing a beat, "let's have breakfast..in my bed."

i'll show you spells you've never seen if you'll look me in the eye, conjured magic dark and grim - old devilry in disguise. first i present the distilled gin where i'll use it to stay high, thence i'll perform the crucial scene where i'll vanish from your life.

my heart it left in restlessness towards you in blue, away from me all tense and terse as i waited here for you. i faintly recall your tenderness - our meetings far and few a longing that's left me in tears as the chilly wind it blew.

make me kiss you in the pouring rain or hold you by your hand, like the day we first met on the train both young and filled with plans. tell me when you're sick or strained when your life is less than grand, share with you your woes and pains for i'm right here till the end.