Somber Utensil

It was the fortnight of the jaguar
among
flowing water and winding paths
It was the early light of day
of the bird
and the awe?
To its miracle
and among the apples the myriad one
the elder
covered with copious love
towards those laws of yours that wait for me.

How attracting is the humble cactus and it's esoteric trousers?
With its eager reflect
next to the sepia respect of the home
to the hidden color of the glass kiss
I could excite friendship, defender, and writing
from juices and laws
with a crimson quiver
with rivers in my brain,
shimmering silvery water to my resplendent wine bottle!

Your eyeballs loves from east to south
of your silvery utensil when you hold out your arm
On what human railroad tracks lighted with heat?