Aromatic and hardcore
Like the tree native to her homeland
She was a Mongol dignitary in a past life
Ruling some middle age
Now she's a director in the new millennium
A frightened beast confined to an unlocked cage
Credits at the bottom of the screen
They're your biggest reward
Questions deserved answers she couldn't afford
Far East instead of Fifth Avenue
Chilled sake and this woman's mystique
Both a bit cloudy and deliciously bittersweet
Folding paper is an artform
We made figurines before spinach
Not sure our scenario was a factual image
My gift wasn't Melba toast but they tasted as such
Magic hands used firmly persuaded your touch
You shudder at a mirror but reflect well at night
Bouncing off my banter underneath moonlight
We finished with dessert
New Zealand filled a glass
Propositions via flirts
Suggestions moved fast
Competitiveness moved mustangs
Galloping in sevens on black and white squares
You've waited for an opponent for undisclosed years
Finally, following defeat, you're producing tears
Chocolate is an export and so is their cheese
But their only shipment is love, this you have to believe
A week without me is only a week without eggs
But you can think of our breakfast if it helps you to sleep
Eavesdrop on the likes of Mr. Murphy and Neil
Just keep things simple; that was our deal
Friends seem charming when not predicting the weather
As do your problems when we share them together
Never let the nay-sayers piece together your puzzle
Like slashing through ivy to study with reptiles
It's good that you're with me even when you're not
Secure that firmly with detachable thoughts
Forgive my hesitations, they seem like a lot
But equally you've stuttered as a sheltered child and risky adult
Sweeping leaves out from your sandalwood hut
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