She can be mercurial
moody
mood ring
ringing resounding
veiled veritable gem of jewels
philosopher's stone in the making
she can turn on a dime
molten metal and mental
just as I secretly love them so
goof balled, borderline clinical
keeping my blood boiling
toiling burgundy from spoiling
sharing 'syncratic affinity
passionately loopy and spinny
spinning me 'wards
my own manic musing
spinning words reeling
turning me, transmuting
poisoned alchemist
to tincture purity
All the while such
peculiar propensities
are driving me fluffing crazy!
copyright R Resh 2007
Randy Resh
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