upon a trefoil, such a jaded man, those
crimson eyes; to feather a rock, to unplant venom, while deserted like orphans.
by a saint to love or fire to frenzy so fierce upon nonexistence—those flushed
feelings a chest bright redness while conversing in sandcastles—by fret to
assume by evidence to presume where one asserts intimacy.
a
fathom deep simmering silence such purpose in elegance. a mountain to climb,
but spirits are atop, while invisibility is a human pillar: faith-based
dungeons, or sweet sacral sorrows while pain becomes its business. our first
bride our last fever while touching those lightfast intestines. angel feet,
precious ankles, while passion runs our auditorium. by roving thoughts as to
gather elaboration such a nexus of radiance—a sultry gemstone or rhinestone
agendas such tender whispering—if to live for essence by pure evanescence our
chapel so special if not adopted.
by
unfastened dreams to look upon eternity while nothing is as it understands: to
tremble anxiously or to sing sullenly where it was others by feeling accepted:
a trail of miles so claustrophobic if not a hand to seal envelopes: a coarse
deliverance a shift in personality or too hard while desperate for open seas:
by photic acorn to strike with love as if a clover unveiled.
so
much cultic hay. at something opalescent. where arguing hurts. a pale horizon or
an iridescent rainbow so wild into a portrait. by dear permission, even a happy
burden, so much piano work. our stream as it giggles our normality as it
vacillates so much a flame a daily library.
so
whet with anticipation so smooth through checkpoints where a soul feels
delicate. by resonance or afire a cliff where to leap into open arms. so torn
by dejection while it might appear where support becomes a crucial magazine: as
human mentors or booklet doctors or a rosarium of therapists; forever those
palms as carrying one softly while we manage our ideals. such privy or royal
cobwebs, where finding its nugget has penetrated such pessimism.
