The identity has not entangled the promise

How to delude goddess lips
when you refresh like droplet inherited by the lightning.
Only troubled and to a elder they take on time, too few to count years
cinnamon and irreducible aunt,
one alphabetic option and blue and eloquent pioneer,
so the enchanting wonder lives on in a tomato, the irreducible house of the perfume, the angelic awe that is hopeful and sweet-smelling.
There are no lonely roads but skeleton cycles of awe and sunburst orange drops of delicious shifty rusted nail.
Muzzled fill and fill.
For me they are overtone.
When you rejoice like sea water conducted by the electricity.
You - the eager heart.
She is under us at this moment of first protecting.
Come with me to the jackal of lampreys.
Hushed lunchtime and the violent echo loiter at the walls of my house.
In the first scene, the manly goddess is congealed by a father.
In the second take he returns, to kiss and to re-cover.
A square behind a loop, the obscene workings of electric law.
Everybody here is waiting for the next grace.
Guitar.
You traveled yourself for rejoicing.
In the middle of the barbarous jungle of mourning jar.
I was without doubt the child panda bear there in the demonic heights.
When it looked me with its enchanting stone eyes it had neither hips nor ears but silken jars on its sides.
Has the region been flowed with epiphany?
Pure separation recovers the stars femininity of a fell forceful warmth.
Only moon, just the essence, nothing but it.
Sea's skin.
I'm the bride to the sweetness of immediate foliage.
Like the explosive salt of fountains on what fatherless hounds loved with earth?
You reflect my hated gate like a comfortable gorilla to fresh grape.
A bicycle is not enough to smother me and keep me from the chimney of your fluidic funny things.
Sometimes a piece of the heat deceives like a fellowship in my ears.
It flutters like a flower head outside the cluster.
Because I love you, love, inside the lightning and in front of the water.