Hickey

"Yes could you please tell me why moi has pink blush all around her neck and collar bone while her shoulders show of some red tones?"

"Your moi is my Beau and if she desires cherry blossoms to decorate the figure of her busted profile then this being the case I am much obliged."

"If my moi is your Beau then you must be the lion of our den."

"If it is your den then a lion has no place."

"Not so entirely......he does if we allow him a place but he always desires a throne. I shan't bow to him if he is a beast."

"Oh really......."

"Yes I do not think highly of beasts or lowly either. I rather not think of beasts in general."

"What if you thought of me as a beast?"

"If I thought of you as a beast I would shackle you to the throne to admire my capture as I entertain myself as a hunter."

"Dearest........if you become the hunter will I be your prey?"

"If you are my prey you will be in my den but I allow you to be a free lion."

"If I am free are you held captive by my freedom?"

"If I allow your freedom to be in my den then yes I become one of your kingdom which I will not under any circumstance."

"What so if the circumstance is such being we both are lions in a jungle?"

"Then moi will be yours as a lioness to her lion and I will be the cub at your side."

"What are you now?"

"I am now."

"What of you later?"

"There is no later when I am now."

"What of Moi?"

"Moi belongs to no man not even you my dear King because she belongs to Moi!"

Where did this child come from?

"Come Sakura I want to show you something. You may come too but only if you keep your hands to your self."

"If my hands were mine I would not be a self."

"If your hands were mine I would be in ecstasy all the time!"

"You did not hear that did you child?"

"If I am; I a child heard all. If I am; I a person stand alone. If I am the king's cub then I will allow him to touch Moi as his lioness but only when I deem such as proper."

My smile is wicked with glee; this creation belongs to me?

"You know she is mine don't you?"

"Really......"

"Yes she came out of my body thus she belongs solely to me. You are here for her entertainment and my pleasure."

"If your body belongs to you then I should not be a cherry blossom tree without stems and trunk to your creme."

"Must you say creme around the child?"

"Must you call me your pleasure around the child?"

"You do not realize the child will wonder."

"You do not realize the child is oblivious."

"No child is oblivious."

"This child being yours must be."

"You can no longer come with us you stay."

"I will stay only because I am your pleasure but when you come back I want to be much more."

"Much more pleasure or more than pleasure?"

"I want to be your desire."

"My desire is your pleasure."

"Thus my desire is your desire."

"You still must stay."

"Yes Moi and I with much to discuss will retire for our pleasure as you remain still with desire. When I deem it so for you to receive pleasure again we will return to you but only if you are a king. If I find a beast upon my arrival I will capture you for my entertainment that being my desire for my pleasure and Moi must accept my decision since she is mine."

"I see........what if I escape?"

"Then I will be a hunter."

"What weapon will you use?"

"My heart as a bow and my sense as an arrow."

"Will you puncture me or mark me?"

"I will go straight through you until you are mine as well. As of now you are free. You will stay as we go and you must watch in misery as Moi is mine."

"You are without compassion for your King?"

"My king has no throne in our den as we are nurtured by his protection from the outside of our dwelling. Once he is inside we are no longer protected thus you must remain."

"What if I desire shelter?"

"Then you must fend on your own."

"What if I give you shelter?"

"Then the shelter you gave unto us is our home."

"What if I am without a home?"

"Then we are without a home."

"Are you oblivious child?"

"Why do you ask such a question of me now?"

"Moi left us to be of our own as she is now entertained by a muse we were unaware. Now who do you belong?"

"I belong to now as always and I will see you later as I join Moi!"

If there was a way to make this child oblivious to oblivion I searched for the rest of our eternity only to discover this is now. I must of swallowed her inside a crate of milk for broken clocks yet still she is a woman adorning sandstone spirals upon beach glass sadness while I reminisce Tiger lily foot steps climbing the lost king's throne.