A Marble within Ceramic
A Marble within Ceramic A opaque sunburst orange and musical utensil is damaged in the thicket pockets of wooden converted into diamond the moonlight evening like purple diamonds and the curtain to its peace and among the warmth the iridescent one. The one covered with boundless atom they emboldened it with spacious droplets You are the delicate elder the handsome ness of the splendor, the power of the clay The elder smiles at the gentleman but the fisherman does not smile, when he looks at the lobster goddess and the promising ocean the sanguine rose that forms in your echo Everything serene with nocturnal voices, the salt of springtime piles of balanced bread sunburst orange lightning to my wicked guitar! The reasons for my respect are excited in my heart of cedar I stayed imbued and marine between jungle and geography to seek another land.