Sunday, November 8, 2015

Such Primes



The point bearing is that majority believe that its all imagination of the cell stoop or movie flip,
yet people take photographs And cruise it out through leaks and product Film,
that put out to say scoop & than on the shirt state its a recipe of grape to barrel,
wine on the wait in the trust of the blend,
the thought of know,
not the guess of purse to lip,
the license is present real to a dip on the shrugged,
yet on the launch its the time that it requires to say that we are now,
accounted for and present to hour.

Loving that not one person has said Hello I can in thorough say it is just A Screen,
A Movie with no Training to advance the reality to be lather,
that Dungeon perfective has been drawn in Hollywood to empty on the perk,
purely by chance and Posture the part of whistle now is not a Cruise its a Fix.



Mask the ice to now factorial,
the scoot is pace to brought that ankle,
riding the venue to crest than dripping,
touch down the sheet or the sound,
reality is that a matrix is a rabbits foot posting,
note to no Owl but the scamper of a relation,
so that in the purr the exposure will Truth out,
not discuss bounced chairs of skating clubs to the next kicked drug.



Perhaps it is the broth of the skull on the Cruise of done,
that beacon of what should have said see organization,
it is a weird and constant tone to level,
the well manicured written,
naturally speaking on the verse,
not the field of at done's choir.



In growth parting the compass I chose Onward Forward,
knowing that beauty is the engagement of promise that real Men somewhere must have existed at one time,
now in the value of society its just left to the bedding of one night,
its not even the stand,
its the lathe to the hen to scrambled bells Numbers and silent.



The best of growing a learned approach is the Adventure of the games,
to be confident now that nobody is familiar to bdsm and its wonder I now know certain Skunk,
the stripe painted,
the clause to no where verses the aptitude of breadth,
honestly I dialed,
the stream of a piece that delivers more than In&Out,
but the berth of a Harbor on the banister of Scene,
that is the real stunner,
but real is usually the reality that real exists.



Today its just a Mist of fog on Men that log,
take pills to timber at the grove,
parking the load on a butters duck,
that does deliver the come to a pocket full of Walls,
but its that do it a chin portion,
far and away from the learn and the lens to the scope of trusting,
or is it just the loss of those silver spoons of political language on introduction of rein bridge`d.



Either status Its the steady on the Steady that produces the Incredible on boom,
that place of Trust to Know the Experience that grows,
training and games Adventures and Journals poetry And riddles,
it is the claim that brings Men to know that what is Was and now a Scale of jet^Teas,
but at the very least and for the vein the country can still say so eloquently this is An art tick Call.



The Pulse of what I have not heard in Years upon Years,
a chest with a real beating heart to hear and know the warmth of a real human being,
with out it it makes Satellites the commerce and touch explicit.

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