He chose her

The cry of the foreknown
swimming through
traded thoughts
Cumulatively collated..
On the sit of sanity..
Turned suspicious contraband.
Hey Soldier!
She served him the twist
'The salted macaroni'
Not your buttered rice.
Once tried selling--
First buyer wanted all
without a plea for discount
Throwback captured
moments in seconds
Business rebrands
'an abandoned cry for a dry'
Fresh water breathe
through my hair--
Soonest dancing fire
'for blue hearts only'
And the queen
will say to her king:
Not so long ago,
Your rice was forbidden.
And he chose her....

He did well!