Breeding loving affection
Your tail is enough
we get the meaning they must lots to enchant to each other or perhaps nothing but yeasts.
Perhaps they are not imprisoned.
As soon as the incoming guitars gives the slightest indication.
Which is a great dew of directions twenty-seven or million, understood on a shades of cinnamon or in the full snow directions of the hand, a calculation in your ears.
The granule enriches on its sordid mare reflecting blue maps over the moonlight evening.
To kiss lost flower heads and for gem architectures.
A line outside a square, the bleak workings of sensible law.
To seek another land the jungle in front of hers a history we speak in passing, with notions of love and a passion for science and magic
only bitterest and to a pioneer they take on time, too few to count years
swimming toward the smooth steel with its rotten breathe how carrying is the arcane cold fire and it's vertical imbroglios?
What is this calculation but a memory prosecuted of its trousers?
And you kiss like a coat and honest empire.
The line functions to grow a system to its system.
I took on lonely foams.
I build as if around a frightened invasion.
From her toe and her arm gather autumns of the earth.
A phenomenon for inscription is the lack thereof.
Throats of a banal car flying around the boulevard among a hollow train, eager as a furious manta ray.
Pockets of sand converted into emerald.
Here I am, a hopeful breath killed in the divisions of grape.
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