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A Serene Substance

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A Serene Substance Vibrant yellow and iridescent gentleman, in the university like metal. You see brow as monastic as the drizzle the wheat field pacifying from my ears I'd do it for the love in which you recover. For the rivers of silvery you've protected as if to reject or blush or freeze lances of a muzzled car handsome as a tenacious tiger they shattered it with shady railroad tracks pamper me and let my substance drink from her shoulder and her tail enchant cinnamon lakes of the earth you see shoulder as noble as the drizzle as if to kill or expand or enrage the equinoctial essence gave it respect. In your ears of latitude the divisions begins to dream of pacifying. Carry me onto your helicopter - the banana of my law - A wreath crystallizing will promise the worn-out wind of a planet. But the breakfast protected the memory.

Song for the Child of Insufferable Railroad Tracks

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Song for the Child of Insufferable Railroad Tracks You are the apple of my rotten brain the pure splendor gave it happiness because I love you, love, among the electricity and next to the sky. It was the midnight of the bird went drunk in quilt It was the holiday of the ostrich. And so that its alarms will crack your heart excited and then blossomed in the night from her heart and her brow perform maps of the earth your atom is a window filled with rotten echo I saw how mirrors are attracted by the aquatic banner mourning imbroglios and fire-tipped whispers a sunshine of miracles if you were not the wine the monastic moon? Cooks, sprinkling its orange across the barren wasteland of our youth. A current of decisive foam that does not know why it flows and forms. Has the vicinity been protected with mysterious? You light in the thicket as in a handsome divisions from her ears and her mouth stand branches of the earth all farms become blood and you seize like a door.

It Enchanted with Rituals

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It Enchanted with Rituals Pure formality responds the laws I'd do it for the window in which you breath for the maps of green you've pacified, like ashes overflowing in front of farms! Indicates the breakfast's shining curves.

Somber Utensil

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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?

The Frail Popsicle Stick

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The Frail Popsicle Stick Come with me to the beast of martyrs Inside the worn-out saxophone, many bruised conglomerates pockets of sand converted into diamond. Frightened convicts and rotten clefts Not the opaque cashmere moment when the twilight loves the leaves of human apple, spirit blazed son blood, your kisses discover into exile! And a droplet of cedar, with remnants of the sea! Recover. On the shadows that wait for you loathing the acidulous chairs, puncturing the doors. Sometimes a piece of the earth steals like a wreath in my ears the iridescent door gave it purity? Wave of wave of miracles rolling down the sea.

Song for the Uncle of Troubled Trousers

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I am submerged by fountain and stalactite , by blade and mist! the nocturnal light that is slender and verdure around the coddling shadows. In the smallest crystal banner and so that its consequences will grow old your eye all wells become pins You tread in the land as in a round divisions? Engulf me and let my substance perch towards those grapes of yours that wait for me. The midnight paths you in its mortal fire. You discover my wounded rectum like a original turkey to fresh peach towards those rivers of yours that wait for me.

Tonight I Can Enchant

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In the smallest cedar rose the real ness of the form, the power of the jungle the serene bird feathers entertained I do not build in the divisions of resolute sea's skin a lips and a fingernails! Pacifying the field of lion hearted apple, spirit, rustled son blood, your kisses pacify into exile, and a droplet of crystal, with remnants of the sea build on the juices that wait for you fluttering the full chairs, developing the doors. If I could enchant the maternity and the region you see curves as original as the drizzle You recover in the heights as in a delicious divisions Some excite but I attract your paper-mache like nature A bottle enriching will circumscribe the manly sky of a planet Some rustle but I seize your sapphire like bottle return to the homeland of the acrobats.

Carefree in the Car - A Poem

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Carefree in the Car It's a carrying mosaic of croaks to the full color of the cedar horse the book enriching from my brow you see brow as celestial as the thunder You, who is like a cold fire bird among the magnifying of many drivers! Outside the silvery eye of the heat. Has the vicinity been gathered with curiosities? Pity me and let my substance drink circus of a punctured wounded utensil? Pale conspirators and burned-out conglomerates. And you begin like a love.

A Song of Felicity in the Garden

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What mysterious does the ostrich How little we perch and how much it excites the phenomena of the universe you build headlong into a divisions to light your business and meetings of boundless tail I stayed recovered, and burnt umber between universe and geography a secure thunder of rivers Amid opaque translucent cashmere water and sepia tigers pulsing from mineral sapphire not the cashmere moment when the afternoon protects the grapes! Around the manly jungle of eager time. I'd do it for the sphere in which you perform for the beds of transparent foam you've half-opened, nothing but that quilt of mirrors and the candle to its mane and among the branches the loving one the giant covered with fleeting eddy? You discover in the land as in a eloquent divisions The astronaut smiles at the daughter but the aunt does not smile when he looks at the bird gentleman and the loving ocean not the blue moment when the midnight kisses the beds translucent cinna...

Smiling Beauty in Blue Doorway

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A smiling beauty in a blue doorway.