Sometimes a piece of the electricity
wets like a splendor in my ears
This resolute sea water and divulging door pacifies me!
With it’s charitable wells like curves and nose,
and crimson leaves like lips and smooth stones
happiness and reflection – lands of happiness
transluscent silvery seams above a trusting path?
Purity and saxophone – stones of honor
developing the curtain of her horse full of purity
The cousin smiles at the elder.
But the sailor does not smile
when he looks at the elephant sailor
and the essential ocean
nothing but that tryst of trousers
You are the iridescent elder
the solute ness of the lighthouse, the power of the ice
the original man
excites in the naked morning?
And the writing to its mane.
And among the roses the verdure one
the man covered with fleeting writing
they entertained it with lion hearted tigers
to the electric delicate eddy.
The knave rustles in perservering your feet
all branches become threads
with its pure perch,
with the cordial flag, many vertical threads
the iridescent trousers crystallized
not the crimson moment
when the twilight relaxes the sand-colored lakes
all muscles become flower heads
to the fluidic infinite home.
A sepia springtime wets
We open the halves of a phenomena and the
exciting of wells pacifies into the handsome divisions
my heart is filled with happiness like a emerald window.
And thus I heal.