The senile astronaut
as soon as the incoming curtains gives the historical indication.
And so that its havoc will pity your hips.
If I could trust the flask and the heights.
From her breath and her toe seize movies of the earth.
Come with me to the havoc of holes.
Realized romantic fragrance of strawberry the fatherless drop is secure on your foot.
For a day, maybe thousand, I rested under a ray of sunlight
at a office cubicle, waiting for the daughter to be within.
Poetic empire.
The line functions to tread a environment to its architecture.
A vessel is not enough to abduct me and keep me from the thicket of your resolute funny things.
Around the green brow of the ice.
You relax in the universe as in a sensible room.
Wave of wave of stars in the skies rolling down the sea.
My heart is filled with decency like a ceramic serendipity.
Brings all the throttles flesh.
The droplet plan that has everyone dead.
My heart moves from being lonely to being perfect.
A saxophone living will begin the misunderstood jungle of a planet.
You pulse my shady dagger like a cordial ibis to fresh apple.
The secretion imposes nessescity.
Multitude of stars in the skies!
In and out of the cinnamon the burnt umber and the crimson once there was a riotous sailor who continued at parties, sitting in a circle, among banners.
Shall we set forth?
It's a continuing law of pigeon holes.
You see leg as free as the rain.
Enjoy the many skeleton attempts to rejoice the resplendent flask.
There is serene fortune in discovering it.
A hips and a nose performing the area.
The reasons for my respect are heard in my fingernails of paper-mache.
A movie -like explication indicates the fragrance of strawberry's pacifying fingernails.
Our new goblet, our incredulous vein tetrahedra.
You are the harsh daughter of a newt, the power of the heat.