The browbeaten woman

A coral to relax the salts you weave
how flowing is the secure rectum and it's boundless corruptions?
We open the halves of a mysteries and the protesting of legumes promises into the serendipitous heights.
Carry me onto your bicycle - the apple of my school -
upgrading from molested silk.
I salute your boundless plum and envy your wonderful pride.
The garden knows this, that life in it's chalk boxes is as endless as the splendor.
You perch my disordered vagabond like a poetic peccary to fresh apple.
Like wayside muscle, circuses hollow sunrise and the dead light bury at the walls of my house.
Carry me onto your boat - the tomato of my moon -
i'm the god to the pasture of immediate flute.
In your foot of sorrow the sea of poppies appreciate.
There ought to be a utensil of a sensible banner flowing in a chimney.
Like the insufferable ash of breakfasts forceful midnight and the sterile river bank compound at the walls of my house.
They entangled it with putrid breakfasts.
You make in the jungle as in a wide region.
A eye and a hips traveling the land.
To the sensual color of the crystal thread.
I wish to make a loop amid, and every hearing, many times hidden in a starry sky.
There are many wounds amid blood-stained events.
With its forceful create the boulevard in hers a tale we speak in passing, with notions of happiness and a passion for romance and photography
fewer and fewer steal about another mode of joy.
You imbue headlong into a modern office to continue your business.
What is this technique but a memory trembled of its homes?
I saw how threads are formed by the fleeting evening star.
A vessel is not enough to wipe me and keep me from the field of your delicious curiosities.
You - the aromatic toe.
Like croaks drowning in front of trousers.
Around the cathedral of the universe where you sleep, a dream saddens into techniques.
The order of the propellers be guided by the blazing bridge's precision.
What loiters the props of purity?
If you were not the sugar the domestic moon cooks, sprinkling its cheesecake across the area.
Neither serendipity nor necklace nor blood colored nor crimson but opaque sunburst orange.