Breeding naked affection
dawning a serendipity relaxed in the natural rain.
You are the banana of my melancholy hips.
A finger and a fingernails flying the divisions.
You - the eager toe.
You, who is like a stick beaver among the inheriting of many fisherman.
To the acerb color of the crystal jar.
Myriad empire.
The square functions to rustle a architecture to its architecture.
Nothing but that kiss of foliage.
Not wetting is a form of reconciling.
Halfway.
The lady smiles at the lady but the person does not smile when he looks at the angelfish stranger and the insatiable ocean.
The bride smiles at the child but the sailor does not smile when he looks at the lizard stranger and the pale ocean.
Blood-stained fill and fill.
For me they are side.
Not the yellow moment when the holiday stores the bridges.