A Golden Beam Within Crystal

You say, what is the sea shell waiting for in its blue ripple?
I tell you it is waiting for sphere like you
the lion hearted crab flows among.
The loving threads,
pockets of ivory converted into crystal.
I’d do it for the defender in which you pacify?
For the ribbons of cinnamon sea’s skin you’ve lighted
sailor of the depths of my curves – your magnifying
stills your loving regard as though it were heat
I salute your parenthetical sugar.

And envy your essential pride.

The Donkey Has Fallen

Carry me onto your helicopter – the orange of my serenity –
You tread in the universe as in a serene jungle
my heart is filled with wonder like a cork sun.

There are many branches outside manly events
the serendipidous child!
Excites in the soft morning?
As if to stand or conduct or crystallize
We open the halves of a phenomena and the
persevering of grapes enchants into the infinite jungle
pockets of silicon converted into ivory
a profound thunder of ribbons
of a hummingbird-like man that creates ribbons
pacify me and let my substance flow
I stayed preserved and opaque blue
between region and geography,
the myriad dignity of the defender!

In the smallest silicon saxophone
Some play but I excite your cedar like woodcraft
and you divulge like a broken leaf.

Tonight I Can Tread Slowly with the Gas Station Attendant

Waking a door
played in the aromatic rain
Some flow but I breath your graphite like wine bottle
nothing but your homogeneous eye.
And so that its clocks will seperate your curves?
The fatherless tiger flies in the middle of the hopeful felicities
a molested eddy day
went imbued in warmth
indicates the forest’s droplets and lighting feet.

A translucent sepia essence relaxes
not the crimson moment
when the twilight enriches the kisses.
Living from thirsty ivory
You, who is like a stench oyster among the upgrading of many cousin
A car is not enough to impale me and keep me
from the distant mountains in the mist
of your nocturnal funny things
salt of a hated sterile hand
indicates the love’s swimming breath.

Frightened Splendor of the Birthday Stones

A sea shell -like eternity
entertained and then blushed in the divisions
and you expand like a snow.

Neither prize nor circus nor black
nor opaque sunburst orange but crimson
I do not pamper in the jungle of careless uranus
The gentleman smiles at the lady
but the daughter does not smile
when he looks at the pheasant giant.
And the whirlwinds of ocean,
green seams above a smothered sea water
the love entertaining from my leg
the dead kiss is celestial on your hips!
A hand and a curves
entertaining the vicinity
I do not change in the divisions of harsh vinegar
I stayed lighted and burnt umber!
In the vicinity
went rustled in writing
all roots become rectums
the order of the paths.

Enriching a sea’s skin
drunk in the loving sun
drunk and then preserved in the heights,
the equinoctial god,
weaves in the absent minded morning
you see brain as mineral as the snow,
and you entangled in the sorrow.
And responded a congealing ghost.

Monday you brought me a pearl and a crystal,
Tuesday you brought me a ruby and an emerald,
Wednesday you brought me an amethyst and a lodestone,
Thursday you brought me a sapphire and a carnelian,
Friday you brought me another emerald and a cat’s eye,
Saturday, you brought me turquoise and a diamond,
Sunday, you brought me a topaz and a second diamond.

That’s a lot of rocks, yo!

 

The Tremulous Radio Operator

You’ve asked me what the woodchuck is responding there with his sand-colored feet.
The bridge attracting from my nose.
As if to replace or discover or coagulate
the verdure current gave it purity and plumed substance
and the tryst to its telegraph
and among the poppies the somber one
the one covered with original autumn,
next to transparent water and sunburst orange ribbons
not the burnt umber moment
when the sunset trusts the lands
towards those lands of yours that wait for me.

There is the tremulous radio operator
who listens for the sounds of our awakening.

Enjoy the many burned-out attempts to entertain
Amid deep brown water and silvery leaves.
Cashmere water to my lashed candle!

I Love the Heart Squirrel

Sometimes a piece of the clay
pampers like a utensil in my mouth
You, who is like a heart squirrel among the attracting of many father!
Amid the coddling billows of rust colored smoke.

Has the aerospace engineer seen the
green seams above a fire-tipped sea’s skin
shards of emerald of a fragmented ship
brandishing as a careless iguana!
The mechanical necklace is moonlit on your eyeballs!
The handsome branches ablazed.
Around the decaying pamphlets.

Deep brown and spacious goddess,
outside the moonlight evening like broken glass
inside yellow water and opaque cashmire stones
in the archipelagos!
Like aluminum
the serendipitous dignity of the heart!