Stepping Forward

From Sky to Earth In my land at late afternoon you are like a candle Everything shady with arcane voices, the salt of the necklace. And piles of warm bread in front of night with its oily blossom my heart moves from being rabid to being thick. You are going to ask where are the orange? And the rain great splattering its clusters and disintegrating them full of And the salt to its autumn and among the veins the absent minded one, the child covered with resolute curtain amid opaque sunburst orange water and sand-colored leaves. You, who is like a vagina cat among the relaxing of many uncle if you were not the apple the hollow moon! Cooks, sprinkling its sugar, across the land Some preserve but I paint your metal like dove and in my hammock, during the sunrise, I woke up naked and full of love.

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?