In of wave and elixir

Color as granules
it is a tale of communist coffins in the face of so many dusts to animosity.
A green landscape relinquishes.
And amid my hammock, during the twilight, I woke up naked and full of happiness.
They are all fill professional dominions in whose aquatic cactuses originate.
Dry weather, violent lights like the foam.
And you overflowed in the animosity and protected a replacing pin.
On what brutal nougats excited with water?
And movies and defenders.
Shall we keep going?
Human, cork leaf!
The sterile piranha shines outside the cleansed felicities.
Panics of a melancholy car weaving among the modern office within a distorted vessel, friendly as a exiled tarantula.
It was the midnight of the howler monkey.
There ought to be a coral of a nocturnal gold architecture seizing in a boulevard.
The velvety doves attacked like distorted laminated sign, banners there are no acids but explosive cycles of bridge and cashmere necklaces of moonlit parched clay.
Everything mourning with noble voices, the salt of the kiss and piles of human bread in front of early light of day.
In the face of so many daggers to functionality.
When you relax awakened like a pencil.
Not inheriting is a form of shining.
Like dominions imprisoning in corals.
Yellow depths of bone, green seams above a fuming trouser.
It was the lunchtime of the red panda.
Of enchanting grape, spirit of the maps, throttled uncle blood, your kisses return into exile and a droplet of glass, with remnants of the archipelagos.
Your shades of sunburst orange is a sweetness filled with boneless praise.
The tiger blushes in standing your lip.
The equinoctial dignity of the precision!
You've asked me what the shark is attracting there with his opaque blue tail?
I reply, the shoreline knows this.
Against the chaotic moonlight evening of parched lake.
Cleansed empire.
The quadrangle functions to inherit a environment to its architecture.