what a wonderful thing.
Warm chestnuts, black truffles,
and fallen oak leaves.
Tapping on black velvet boots,
carving your ebony high heels
on the wet park lane.
A milky October moon blurs
your contour of long sleeves
and dark red buttons.
An amber stone lays
on your neck.
Blooming in autumn,
what a wonderful thing.
Dedicated to Harajuku
renaissance fairies.
