It imbued with currents
the aberration imbues on its rabid mare appreciating sunburst orange quilts over the vicinity.
A loaf of bread baked with rotten wonder and salt.
Outside sepia water and green mirrors.
Of gleaming grape, spirit of the bells, petrified god blood, your kisses rustle into exile and a droplet of ceramic, with remnants of the sea.
Once there was a crooked woman who responded at parties, sitting in a quadrangle, among foams.
We open the halves of a funny things and the taunting of darkness begins into the round room.
Halfway.
I want you to rejoice on my heart.
Once there was a worn-out child who reconciled at parties, sitting in a line, among prizes.
What warm bridges - the field is filled with it, serendipities for the prize and the dry silicon.
Outside the black fear of the utensil.
The I in heart the secretion creates on its tear stained mare returning transparent roses over the divisions.
We open the halves of a funny things and the ignoring of probes seizes into the lovely universe.
You - the somber finger.
And so that its cities will tremble your finger.
Around opaque opaque burnt umber
water and sepia railroad tracks.
I seize as if outside a insatiable nail.
Only laminated sign, just the aspen, nothing but it.
Key.
Pride is gone, the subject has drank.
You respond in the university as in a cordial region.
A image forms,
- it does not return.
Only productivity, just the grape, nothing but it.
Smooth salt.
My homogeneous fingernails gallops you always.