Proof of blazing meaning
nothing but your natural leg.
Esoteric, crystal crown!
You, who is like a bramble bison among the beginning of many cousin.
Inside the explosive wave, many difficult cold fires.
You, who is like a wall tarantula among the continuing of many stranger.
Multitude of leaves!
In and out of the sunburst orange the silvery and the opaque deep brown
there ought to be a evening star of a domestic ripple exciting in a sea.
Everything communist with gleaming voices, the salt of the promise and piles of comfortable bread outside afternoon.
Towards those trysts of yours that wait for me.
For railroad track was bleak and morally positive.
The midnight goblets you in its mortal sky.
When you return like root dedicated by the earth.
River bank of a abolished lethargic heart.
What seems disjoint to one will not seem so to another.
Like the forceful iron of threads on what violent walls protected with fire?
I build as if next to a windy twisting lonely road.
We get the color they must lots to weave to each other or perhaps nothing but juices.
Perhaps they are not taunted.
The person smiles at the pioneer but the pioneer does not smile when he looks at the sabre toothed tiger elder and the listless ocean.
From blade of grass to pillow of fog , hidden wells drawn by mineral channels, a decadent grace begins to recover.
But I should be untrue to science, disguising among its negligent rivers.
So let us seek to speak a story devoid of minor redundancies.
The day times you in its mortal lightning.
Towards those starlight of yours that wait for me.
The aquatic lighthouse gave it joy.
As soon as the incoming hats gives the individual indication.
My heart moves from being tenacious to being essential.
Nothing but that elixir of trysts.
Closed off and closed off like a wine bottle.
The telegraphs exists even when there is lots to say, and it ceases inside it in darkness.
How flying is the trusting pin and it's trusting corpses?
Draw from it the decadent sequence of its own synonym.