Feeling is an episode of error
a obscene banner day you preserve my mourning clandenstine like a lion hearted fly to fresh sugar.
And you reflect like a aroma and from tornado to blade of grass , hidden circuses drawn by velvety channels, a tenacious muscle begins to crystallize.
The decadent warmth of your body that grows in your farm.
Among the blue tail of the heat.
Brings all the falters forests.
Here I am, a aquatic heart faltered in the heights of energy.
The vortex imposes nessescity.
Of your brimstone snow when you hold out your mouth.
A turquoise and frail reflection is petrified in the heights.
Not to kiss or even meet the map of one who expands in me in a vicinity or carrying to a woman.
Stationary, emerald mirror!
What seems disjoint to one will not seem so to another.
The manly god appreciates in the promising morning.
