Friday, November 6, 2015

Come Pewters Aye Earn On Rust



As days shell to note in the envelope of a speak The Ocean of waves gentles a beach,
sand is a wonder of the grain,
salts ease to sea,
hours on the Tides grace the Earth as a tongue,
the language traveling with talk,
the hands of developed carry form with ability to task.

Storms or the beauty is it only stride that deeps The Blues to sing along,
does not the sleet that snows fluttering rocks accumulate,
ice on the sleeve of tears inch a glacier,
method of growth to the fill of Seas in the instance,
ships across Times!!

Humanity stands while the life breathes to signed,
contracted in to with an arm at the lagoon of bay islands,
volcano's show the magnitude of natural formation expanding with molten rock stretching at lands send,
conversation of the Sound,
a Channel that in let of sharps this is the echo of Ages.

Thorough is the pull to sing on the ride,
to be of a treasure that has not been bound by the Cannons distant strain,
to hear that dynamic of fuse,
is it the spark of fire on sink or a defending Mountain shedding a space to Valley cup.

Surround is in course to say fate is a musk for our elephant friends,
each drawing room may find a hold to light the chorus in silence,
yes deed over Pine a forests grove of roses chase thorns in Picture books at the scores of forgotten strobes,
structure cadence life death Circles lines Infinite on breath,
should minutes sleep with seconds mounting on the numb,
thoughts part.

Shoulder cork shoulders carriage,
sheeps wool.



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