was it merry-pain or glory-shame such penalties to exist? if I tell you as worse in me as brought good in me, would you efface us losing trust such a gust of fear? so treasured too forbidden we lock fingers through a fence. do so much in you such a blessed positive while we slip into midnight. by sand-song by seesaw such sweet interrogation. sore raw sexuality too much to feel favored while vying with patience; those liquid eyes those northern hips while such passion was illegal. but a clean essence a filthy/feral swamp such unclean cleanness. upon a neb as drinking ink while gas filled spirit—sour but flaming torches or mistakes while loving forever is so difficult. to unbolt a fantast to strip his delusion so reminded of cold weather. by tacit wind-rain by cute cobra-rice as eggs shatter—we tried so hard! too formless so addictive too lethal. time slips such disgrace while body exercises: running backwards a memory in high school if but to know then those wisdoms known now. to pick a mystic to hold a mystery to deal on tragic terms. genet eyes lioness cries a man wants more before he dies. I told a scholar some thought by curses I was met with disagreement; to hold a lecture to carry her for years while nothing is quite radiant; a need to fret perfection a desire to feel like trying or so removed the race is over. those quiet geniuses or unspoken taboo such reason to exhaust such prayer; those feelings to feel satiated—how to love you forever! don’t die on me don’t crystalize a liaison never ask me if love is dying! sore languished eyebrows succession pangs where a child brings us a new Christmas. no one tried to stay. it was easy to despise. it felt like biblic science; those craving pains those carved forests while running some gate behind us. as dear family to have met God while witty despite circumstances
