The forlorn pines for the joyful to find it The joyful longs for the forlorn to join it Collapsing time June 4, 2021 Leave a Comment Cancel Comment Name* Email* Website
The transparent vivacity. Beauty undresses her harmony. A profit of twelve sticks. Fire twizzlers her wicks. On the way to winning. The all-corners record for giving. Personality cannot be central. In unbroken wake of the primal. Virtue requires no distance. But vice a degree of difference. Evasion forges the avenues. Confrontation disgorges the latitudes. The exquisite thing about that. Is the very purchasing act. Dichotomy hides in an avalanche. Unity in sun-melting chiromance
Sapphire Seraphim Taut in the flag ripple Conditions for surprise The slowest collision Declaratives and Double binds Imploding the mirage Soaring stones Lavender farms All other factors being equal The angle of approach The peak of the pinnacle Doom mooD
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If you think the trees. Aren't in communion with the earth. If you believe your deeds. Aren't in communion with your birth.
Our shadow lies in influence. The intervalent silks melting glycerine into the moments’ cure. Amber, rippling through the silicon prairies. Astral brushing its sequence, on the selcouth terrene brinks. Gardens swallow the ashen rents of past. Rowboats lune in pomme alette. She smiles upon the connections. Music, mageing her kinetic atlas. Borderlands, Trinitrotoluene parked in wet. Uningeminate, still. Hummingbird glowing in shinboku shadow. How our naves, connect. What is often a threshold, woven in appointments’ placeless fern. What is often a miracle, manifest in movements’ kinæsthetic stir. Images of the goddess are nothing. Compared to her sequin alidade spear
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