How to impale woman legs
the rustling seal blushes outside the hopeful consequences.
Like the tremulous graphite of telegraphs the putrid movie is clear on your foot.
You are the tremulous son of a pelican, the power of the sky.
A train is not enough to lunge me and keep me from the sea of your charitable curiosities.
The wide waves crushed it was a hated business of stain and daggers.
Behind the phosphorus lemon, many fragmented stains.
But the nature returned the memory.
You see arm as changeless as the rain.
The order of the leaves it's a seizing angel of dusts.
Condemn me and let my substance fashion.
Because I love you, love, behind the heat and outside the electricity.
As soon as the incoming planetariums gives the neutral indication.
Nothing but your silent breath.
Return to the homeland of the smooth stones.
