Sunday, February 14, 2010

Fix Broken Bed Slat Plastic

The stars in the dawn

The ocean covers

thoughts bathe my body moisture

of this feed



And tears are wet
want
cloudy

flight transits

clouds flowers born


which garden in spring

the
fertilize and water them,
'm happy,

on my tongue
undress your candor and between us, we love without shame
,

When you love me ..

you give a party the wake of the death
gone, no longer feels

The wedding of your tongue with mine


drunk the universe and baptized my delirium,

and eats me and I bite

to the bottom of illusion,
And a sob

strips and
inspiration comes following your steps
robbing the heat

The stars in the dawn light
all

on my tongue your tongue deep into debauchery


in shock there .. I miss flying
.

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