The sun touching the moon

Go and open the emerald door,

you will hear the faint flutter of a Dido butterfly,

or the tickle of lime juice on your tonge.


Go and open the garnet door,

you might find a blood pack ready to be gulped by a vampire,

or a Poinsettia bloom out.


Go and open the sandstone door,

you might find fiery eyes staring into your soul,

or a amber stone catching the glimpse of the sun.


Go and open the moss door,

you will hear the croaks of the frogs that are sitting on the lily pads.


Go and open the brunette door,

you  might see tarantulas swallowing grasshoppers whole,

or mist going into Egyptian status.

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