Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Princess Haiku Dreamed of a Sorceress Who Was a Shape Shifting White Tiger
"Come, Princess Haiku," White Tiger purred to her.
We will travel into the solitary mountains and drink from a clear pool of the moon. In the dark jade of my eyes will be the future.
Will my fingernail polish match the jade, Princess Haiku asked?
No one answered for White Tiger had vanished...
a dream of jade and fortune