On the edge of the moon, to remember you by, a piece of rust there is.
Heavy oil floating, her little finger of the widow, feeding to sharks.
Cendrillon dares, beside a nuclear reactor, to get warm.
An Ama, Japanese woman diver landed, her collarbones have wet, it tastes water.
Sexual is also desire, either hand‐rolled sushis or mahjong tiles, to be get by same fingers. Or, how good colours they are, either hand‐rolled sushis or mahjong tiles, to be get by same fingers. Otherwise, for a sweetheart useful they are, either hand‐rolled sushis or mahjong tiles, to be get by same fingers.