Sunday, November 22, 2015



This placement of the trace of a creek to the rivers mild on that burst of the seasons choice,
as the midst of World sits in with the tags to serve the pretty seat of Earth as a singing pleat,
the dance on the waves is the scene of the sand on dials of shores,
these simple whales that have an ocean to discuss the conversation of the salt in a puddles rein,
from the base of the port to that beauty of a shallow breadth,
oh for the planets on the Movement in the Reins.

Broad strokes to space Surface in a Universe so fragmented that Moons sway to lights angled,
the breathing thunder strides the touch of ears to special invitation to that wonder of the sky,
as the grass of the Plains on the buffalo leaves it is the Elephants in the Coffee House on tablets swatch.

Pleased to be of the Timex yet saddened by the eyes that prefer no real shoulder to hand hold the storms,
as the roles of the thermal increased the find was as treasured as the note to self,
calculate the Modern address as the blink of an eye is now the screen in its lie,
as soft product to the bricks and mortal store fell to the type of key buttons with a enter for score,
as this breezes to a snapshots hymn it is the clam shells at oyster bay with no seam,
the loss of conversation for the voice of better rings just on the fantastic sound of the reads,
with trust as the schooling of Bert the Turtle sings it is the safety that has been lost at a bean,
the warming words of a human vernacular not to busy to enjoy that good cup of coffee over Tea,
for with the tunnels on strange to that trend of the gum the prefer is to go go sunny,
the anxious will speed to tile for the grout,
I will know of the Spout as that is the Fixture of a Waters fountain to Conversation Mountain,
just in the simplicity of believing that eye to eye is the blessing of the sparkle that it brings,
a real life.

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