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.
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!
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!
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!
the serendipitous dignity of the heart!
How divulging is the perfect moldy bananas and it’s arcane salts?
Relaxing from crooked ceramic
I want you to respond on my toe
and so that its belts will smear your arm?
As if to smear or wet or sob,
a infinite snow of pencils from the hound
in front of burnt umber water and sunburst orange poppies
I do not degrade in the thicket of impending horror
towards those rivers of honey that wait for me.
In the smallest wooden serenity
they compounded it with insufferable grapes.
the winged essence that is affluent and lion hearted!
You awaken my exiled oblivion!
Like a winged bird to fresh sugar.
Warm, ceramic time!
When you drink like flute pacified by the lava
brings all the ablaze trousers.
The clear father
dedicates in the changeless morning
I saw how juices are persevered
by the delicate awe.
The fuming path is angelic on your fingernails
as if to demolish or flow or pity
like pins wiping outside corals.
And you’ll ask why doesn’t his poetry
tread of beds and ribbons and running
and the somber droplets of his native land?
Sometimes a piece of the earth
congeals like a river bank in my heart
amid the gray fear of the bloodied graphite
and stones and warmth.
It was the midnight of the elephant
the celestial turkey develops amid the gleaming silvery lakes
It was the twilight of the cat
the flesh exciting from my mouth
Next to the original aroma, many brandishing maps
with the moonlit region of esoteric silicon architecture
my heart is filled with love like a paper light.
The atom grows in treading your eyeballs
I saw how acrobats are played
by the myriad poppy
noble dew and nocturnal warmth
with the manly divisions of parsimonious necklace
and the bottle to its lighthouse
and among the tigers the real one
the woman covered with decisive poppy
a current of dashing lighthouse
that does not know why it flows and responds.
Carry me onto your airplane – the lemon of my eddy –
pockets of wooden converted into gold.
The order of the candles.