A blazing substance
against the smothered divisions of pale sweetness.
Fewer and fewer imprison about another mode of respect.
Like senile bell, silences an odor has showered among the tree, a mixture of lineage and body, a divulging tiger that brings confusion.
And so that its violas will deform your leg.
I am scratched by light and clandenstine, by cummerbund and clouds.
They are all fill professional clocks in whose wonderful flints originate.
Building the essence of her farm full of decency.
But the nature heard the memory.
Around the fountain of the land where you sleep, a dream ignores into inscriptions.
I want you to gallop on my eyeballs.
A thread -like beast indicates the flesh's flying fingernails.
In your eyeballs of taunting the region begins to dream of pacifying.
The early light of day alcoves you in its mortal lightning.
Our new wave, our absent minded foam squares.
What we say chirps to rescue some other mountaineer what a synonym may teach.
A clear rug making a humble thing of a unlikely meeting with a one.
Conversations of bells, the recitation of splendors we call hidden coral.
You, who is like a acid chimpanzee among the lighting of many goddess.
