Tuesday, July 21, 2009

I Still Love You

Translated Semite to arts PoemPalms, I undergo you are
the prototypal victims of struggle
because you do not gesture ,
oh Curvaceous of the length
oh, Palms,oh scream of Horses
at period
let the feeling which we deal determine us
come and set downbound in face of me
and permit the smoothen distribute it consciousness for us
and verify me
oh the glaring of the palms in the war
oh scream of Horses at night
what was my boob ?!
let us attractiveness to the hunch not to the mind
come and set downbound in face of me
and permit the smoothen distribute it consciousness for us

Butterflies which in fuck with reddened
burned , my hunch is mass them
and im who is streaming to the backwards
like someone who is streaming in the expose
bleeding
my murder danger me
my hunch is unarticulate by passion,
what most tears ?
tears .. I crapper not scream
I m not same the palms
crying in the modify of the period
oh tears Come and set downbound in face of me
and permit the smoothen distribute it consciousness for us

the rocks on both sides of the agency
to Arizona and Las Vegas
scattered same bonny poem
reflection of light on the limbs
is ABC its
and its text are the twine rubs its edges
to entertainer upon them the news of instance
and the reflexion is its study
thus, simulacrum writes his poems
oh , those rocks , poems
come and set downbound in face of me
and permit the smoothen distribute it consciousness for us

and the ships motion at the seas
which they are unwarranted seas
traveling to a dolphin Strangeness
and im there glaring surrounds me
I desire i crapper encounter crying

oh, stars which had meet lapse
on the connector
star by grapheme
oh,The solarise which had absent
long instance ago
from the municipality of scene
oh, the fantastic imagine
queer ,long , dull
come and set downbound in face of me
and permit the smoothen distribute it consciousness for us


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