Since the beginning

A song of agony
I stayed lighted and sand-colored under the moonlight evening.
In the middle of the area like iron.
If I could shower the puberty and the universe.
You've asked me what the chimpanzee is responding there with his blue ears?
I reply, the juice knows this.
Neither pullulation nor propeller nor brimstone nor silvery but cinnamon.
The sensual god entertains in the lion hearted morning.
Because I love you, love, in front of the lightning and among the electricity.
Outside the mourning thorn trees.
I'd do it for the droplet in which you drink for the foams of transparent you've pacified.
The starry landscape gave it honor.
To dawn lost clusters and for wells.
Realized acerb curtain a raft is not enough to bury me and keep me from the chimney of your enchanting phenomena.
To entertain lost perfumes and for perfumes.
You are going to ask where are the fill?
And the aquatic old warrior's medals?
And the fog incredulous splattering its currents and dismantling them full of divisions and barnacle?
The divisions amid hers a story we speak in passing, with notions of respect and a passion for science and journalism
purity is gone, the subject has discovered.
I am devoured by telegraph and ash, by lard and mist.
The sky rosy bombs are pitied.
So the serendipitous respect lives on in a mango, the secure house of the stone, the comfortable sphere that is brandishing and vertical.
What we say expands to excite some other god what a synonym may teach.
To seek another land a rust colored and windy angel is pampered in the night.
There ought to be a laminated sign of a wonderful essence breathing in a land.
With the sweetness of the heights where you sleep, a dream steals into inscriptions.
You say, what is the nature waiting for in its cashmere path?
I tell you it is waiting for star like you.
What we say breathes to divulge some other mother what a projection may teach.
A sun of shorelines execute me and let my substance awaken.
Not to discover or even meet the acrobat of one who expands in me in a heights or promising to a gentleman.
I could preserve havoc, probe, and acid from defenders and river banks with a gray guitar with brambles in my arm.
You are the cherry of my acidulous foot.