inched its way up the 'mount of olives'.....
and 'past lives' were like shadows beneath its belly......
for the snake had once been a wolf, howling beneath the full moon.....
howling on 'rosh chodesh'......
to announce......
to pay homage to the moon itself.....
and to anticipate and to illuminate the dawn of its remembrance.....
for she who arriveth in golden attire, she will be aglow for 'eternity'....
romance and jasmine filled her white gloves with the dust of ingenue......
whilst her copper tresses fell 'voluptuously' around her utterly feminine decolletage.....
and the liturgy continued....
the men sang their hearts out....
as the moon hid mischievously behind a curtain of 'daylight' blue.....
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