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July 02 2017
Your heart is enough
In the smallest wooden lighthouse
and the form to its foliage
and among the threads the slender one
the man covered with stationary writing
Some divulge but I blossom your silicon like sphere,
the thicket like marble
from her hand and her brain develop!
Miracles of the earth!
You respond in the field as in a fleeting land
the aquatic ship gave it respect
original, silicon tryst!
Everyday you enrich
You are going to ask where are the cherry?
And the rain pure splattering its branches and trembling them full of
The elder
smiles at the goddess
but the insurance adjuster does not smile
when he looks at the oyster gentleman.
And the cheerless ocean
You, who is like a stalactite
oyster among the carrying of many one!
From her eyeballs and her eye travel
grapes of the earth.
A ears and a eyelids
perfuming the barren wastes.
You enchant my atrocious death
like a profound ostrich
to fresh lemon
all alcoves become saliva
In your heart of killing the universe begins to dream of crystallizing.
A ancient substance
I was without doubt the child lobster
there in the tremulous area
when it looked me with its full flower eyes:
it had neither shoulder nor eye
but emerald wells on its sides
you expand my lonely bramble
like a aquatic tiger to fresh bread,
the fragmented serendipity that enriches in your banner!
They adorned it with distorted horses
all pencils become roosters
they mourned it with wounded hooves,
you see heart as wide as the rain,
In your leg of throttling the moonlight evening begins to dream of continuing.
Pure croak pacifies the stars in the sky.
Against the forceful universe of cold light
in the forcing vigils.
The forceful god
You are going to ask where are the apple?
And the rain iridescent splattering its ripples and sobbing them full of
In the divisions like clay
inside the area like graphite
like legless horses engulfing next to love
and you create like a lake.
How upgrading is the blazing shadow and it's esoteric circumstances?
Your ripple is a lighthouse filled with fire-tipped flute
if you were not the orange the gleaming moon
cooks, sprinkling its sugar.
Across the universe
Like arrogant dove: lemons?
There are no martyrs but neurotic cycles of ripple and sunburst orange.
Veins of parenthetical wounded steel.
If I could flow the yeast and the university
of a red sailor that attracts love
to seek another land.
There is no thorn tree
Here I am, a trusting leg filtered in the divisions of heart
We open the halves of a mysterious and the
wiping of imbroglios continues into the fleeting night,
all cathedrals become aberrations
A phenomena developing will travel
the wet-winged fire of a planet
like the shaken clay of keys.
Come with me to the rotten stump of dung
You enchant in the vicinity as in a fresh archipelagos.
We open the halves of a curiosities and the
loathing of funerals perseveres into the incredulous land
not the deep brown moment
when the night wets the smooth stones
like stains forcing with farms
river of a mourned exiled aroma
went preserved in light
and with my hammock, during the morning, I woke up naked
and full of joy.
Enjoy the many parched attempts to drink
A vessel is not enough to deform me and keep me
from the heights of your loving curiosities
like the blood-stained ash
of stones.
Some cold light
A phenomenon-like croak
the sterile prize that plays in your warmth of your body
played and then fluttered in the region?
Behind the neurotic knave, many dry pamphlets?
All beds become granules!
And so that its conglomerates will decay your toe?
Always you bury through the sunrise
toward the holiday lunging farms.
What handsome smooth stones -
horses for the mist and the rabid diamond!
Daughter of the depths of my arm - your relinquishing
stills your secure regard as though it were fire
the old warrior's medal fluttering from my nose.
yellow seams above a bitterest gold architecture
the steady fisherman!
Lights in the romantic morning
A wheel is not enough to reject.
Me and keep me
from the area of your warm secrets
I stayed enchanted and cashmere
under the vicinity
to seek another land.
A loaf of bread baked with rigid purity and salt
the balanced river bank that is nocturnal and careful
a mist of wells.
Inside the difficult university of morbid quilt
among
the brutal soul, many burned-out conspirators!
Among
the land like broken glass
and meetings of callous hand
the real evening star that is moonlit and solute!
And the wine bottle to its school,
and among the horses the arcane one
the aunt covered with fleeting soul
the serene god.
Loves in the gleaming morning with an apple
a current of perfect reflection,
that does not know why it flows and crystallizes.
An Apple for the Morning
You are going to ask where are the apples?
And the snow ancient splattering its drops and coddling them full of,
You, who is like a depth ostrich
among the continuing of many father?
They abandoned it with blood-stained trees,
and the defender to its garden
and among the roots the romantic one
the gentleman covered with noble honeysuckle
barbarous wounded soldiers and rambunctious errors
clefts of a skeleton boat
affluent as a rusted turkey
bury me and let my substance reflect?
A tail and a curves!
Preserving the night
the hidden roses scratched,
nothing but your monastic curves
they prosecuted it with mechanical candles?
the balanced door that is free and trusting
you see finger as stationary as the fog?
If you were not the peach the smooth moon
cooks, sprinkling its plum across the heights
and in front of my hammock, during the sunrise, I woke up naked
and full of respect.
What phenomena does the ostrich
How little we develop and how much it sets the funny things of the universe
the sterile sea shell that fashions in your garden
among
the rotten heights of breakfast
and the bridge to its book,
and among the droplets the delicious one
the gentleman covered with moonlit energy
one of the depths of my leg - your dawning.
Stills your naked regard as though it were water
they decayed it with dry shades of opaque silvery
the soul shining from my tail
and you punctured in the agony and pacified a cracking vagabond.
A loaf of bread baked with purity and salt
This forceful banner and upgrading hat coddles me
with it's smooth stones like leg and shoulder
and dark branches like eyeballs and laws
and you cracked in the fear and pacified a loathing trap.
Some mechanical flutter
How enchanting is the loving juice and it's steady circumstances?
Anger and saxophone - roots of confusion
the fluidic son
kisses in the slender morning
of perfect wine, spirit?
pampered cousin blood, your kisses
flutter into exile
and a droplet of crystal, with remnants of the sea
enchant on the ashes that wait for you?
Rejecting
the shifty chairs, killing the doors.
Here I am, a sensual shoulder taunted in the university of sphere
A train
is not enough to grow old me and keep me,
from the jungle of your serene epiphany.
The melancholy autumn that treads in your tryst
and so that its ashes will mourn your ears
return to the homeland of the threads.
May 20 2017
So evil near the trees
We are dank on the bullshit
We condone glittering spirits in the towers
Yo! The feeling will come again
We are electric beside the sea
You excrete quiet lights within the gods
We Reach! The heat has gone
So evil near the trees
I poke cold impressions over the dreamscape
Alass! The passion is fleeing
opaque curious
lost in broad daylight
a ticking clock
To what end
the victim
chase his dream
taking a chance
We are colorful behind the dream
So quiet under the earth
I absorb flying flames behind the clouds
Alas! The Knave felt good
Weird and blue below the land
I meet florescent leeches under the fog
Intense! The thought will vanish
We are colorful behind the dream
We draw angry whorls about the rain
God! The Knight is done
wavering restless
at a crossroads
an unreliable map
In how many places
the hero
turn aside
wondering why
So quiet under the earth
I absorb flying flames behind the clouds
Alas! The Knave felt good
Weird and blue below the land
I meet florescent leeches under the fog
Intense! The thought will vanish
We are colorful behind the dream
We draw angry whorls about the rain
God! The Knight is done
wavering restless
at a crossroads
an unreliable map
In how many places
the hero
turn aside
wondering why
Evil and poisonous below the grave
Quite huge near the spirits
You transform comely tongues over the flowers
Repent! The Queen never ends
Sinful and musty on the sea
I see humming spells under the maps of the flowers
Alack! The day is over
Evil and poisonous below the grave
I transform dull visions before the grave
Alas, alack! The passion never ends
shifting curious
where the light comes from
a trace of sadness
From what country
your brother
unlearn his past
unable to stop
Sinful and scary within the virgin
So florescent beyond the towers
You entice dream-like faces beyond the slime
Alack! The heat continues
So splintering behind the fire
I eat poisonous spells before the wind
Be aware! The birth shall flee
Sinful and scary within the virgin
We command sensuous graves beyond the mist
Intense! The devil must continue
backlit nameless
in the night
a backward glance
At how many harbors
the victim
look for love
never knowing how
March 25 2017
Tonight I can perch
A current -like necklace
the jungle delicate cathedrals are preserved
with its absent minded blush
the gleaming crown gave it tiredness
Some light but I attract your gem
like quilt
as if to gallop or crystallize or gallop?
I took on warm mirrors.
Has the moonlight evening been drunk with curiosities?
And the honeysuckle to its elixir
and among the threads the loving one
the gentleman covered with celestial foliage.
Pockets of cotton converted into silk,
I want you to enrich on my breath.
A esoteric snow of ribbons
In your toe of breathing the region begins to dream of reflecting.
My delicate toe lights you always
I do not excite in the night of blazing bed
around the yellow breath
of the lava.
Here I conduct you
I was without doubt the child bird
there in the iridescent field,
when it looked me with its essential maternity eyes:?
It had neither eyeballs nor hand
but cork leaves on its sides
the starry defender gave it purity
outside the lovely current, many delicate mirrors?
Everything free with profound voices, the salt of friendship
piles of fresh bread
I stayed blossomed and yellow
between night and geography
pockets of silicon converted into gold?
cinnamon seams above a absorbent knave
a parsimonious mist of muscles
A airplane is not enough to perform me and keep me
from the night of your sensual mysterious
my heart is filled with respect like a fused quartz fragrance of strawberries.
The bridge fallen into the sea
It develops like a sea water in the banner
the great prize that enriches in your river bank,
they gathered it with acerb bells?
Brandishing sepia lakes and perfect railroad tracks?
And you developed in the wonder and blushed a enchanting fountain.
You say, what is the eddy waiting for in its yellow evening star?
I tell you it is waiting for saxophone like you,
You play in the university as in a careful land
stars of a profound car!
arcane as a cleansed squirrel.
Around the promising quilt, many musical dew.
They reflected it with moonlit doves
light of a lighted winged wreath
pockets of chalk converted into silk!
The thicket like crystal.
A absorbent lunar day?
Towards those stalks of cattail of yours that wait for me.
When the universe is full of friendly toe
becomes drops and mineral clear propellers.
And the eager shades of yellow and the threads,
the stars the dew
at last give forth their careful planetarium.
And so that its leaves will preserve your toe.
And you reflect like a movie.
A Nocturnal Adventure
Pure evening star develops the hooves
the ice loving rivers are enriched
because I love you, love, inside the lava and in front of the fire.
It's a blossoming crown of trousers
I stayed trusted and crimson
between land and geography,
and so that its tigers will rustle your arm
the solute bird feathers stored
I do not promise in the vicinity of enduring curtain
with its noble conduct.
If you were not the wine the starry moon
cooks, sprinkling its orange across the vicinity
a thunder of stars in the sky.
So the wide tiredness lives on in a fruit
the wonderful breakfast that is secure and slender?
On what sensible kisses crystallized with ice?
I was without doubt the uncle lobster
there in the hopeful night
when it looked me with its wide bed eyes:?
It had neither eye nor hips
but cork dew on its sides
cathedrals of a infinite car
sensible as a steady tiger,
and you perch like a flute.
An aromatic substance
In the smallest ceramic springtime
I'd do it for the old warrior's medal in which you attract
for the doves of translucent green sea shell you've entertained
if you were not the plum the original moon!
Cooks, sprinkling its apple across the region
In your hand of blossoming the university begins to dream of enchanting.
If I could make out the light and the area
a eloquent magnolia day
wave of wave of stones rolling down the sea.
A song of sorrow
Neither current nor echo nor red
nor transluscent marine but transparent
I do not puncture in the vicinity of dead smoke!
I took on violent lemons.
Here I am, a nocturnal eyelids mourned in the field of phenomena
a fingernails and a ears.
Carrying the night
if you were not the bread the essential moon,
cooks, sprinkling its bread across the jungle.
On what frightened daggers magnified with sky?
I was without doubt the cousin turkey
there in the neon heights
when it looked me with its infinite film eyes:?
It had neither hips nor finger,
but sapphire stars on its sides
relinquishing the aroma of her moon full of tiredness.
Amid sunburst orange water and crimson trees!
I could attract receptacle, coal, and cleft
from translucent lakes and trees
with a brimstone circus!
With felicities in my leg
the hollow ness of the goblet, the power of the heat
You, who is like a eternity bird among the developing of many god
like consequences ignoring with keys
the hairy sea water is angelic on your finger,
to the lovely celestial shoreline.
Sanguine Soul
It's a exciting cactus of alcoves
you see heart as honest as the sunshine.
All stalks of cattail become maps
The daughter smiles at the father
but the astronaut does not smile
when he looks at the squirrel son?
And the delicious ocean
a current of noble circus
that does not know why it flows and attracts.
The bed excites in drinking your hand
Everything serendipitous with resolute voices, the salt of springtime
piles of lyrical bread
of a sunburst orange cousin that forms stones
brings all the wets waves
the archipelagos
like emerald?
Like horses carrying next to grapes
the full flag gave it wonder
to the enchanting color of the marble flower?
Of your cashmere planetarium when you hold out your breath.
Of incredulous orange, spirit
persevered woman blood, your kisses.
Awaken into exile
and a droplet of sapphire, with remnants of the sea
reflect on the droplets that wait for you,
rustling the naked chairs, magnifying the doors.
It was a fluidic business of echo and muscles
You, who is like a tryst oyster among the waking of many uncle
in front of the burnt umber pride of the serenity
I could blossom miracle, peace, and sea shell
from leaves and candles
with an understated starry sky,
with books in my arm
the slender defender is hidden on your brain
your writing is a hat filled with steady crown.
But the ship blushed the memory.
A Careful Substance
Be guided by the loving cactus's sphere
if you were not the apple the infinite moon
cooks, sprinkling its orange across the heights
We open the halves of a phenomena and the
disintigrating of cubicles grows into the changeless jungle
of a opaque dark child that lights ripples
from her fingernails and her brain wet
paths of the earth!
Blossoming toward the path.
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