Monday, September 1, 2014

In A Pinion



The broth oyster in the muscle clam has the scene to the salt the earth is it's dam,
from shore to bank at cliffs of tank the curtain run in the creek River pond,
slate is the mate to the sand bore of leaves as the glides to the sea are the pools of relief,
lakes to the dunes in a mountain of reef the coral of pink to the rub a sub leaf.

Gum to the gulp the water of breath in the boards of the caption as the shark bitter feed,
soaking the starter to the second hence tree`d look at the current from charting a speak,
roof as the level rather movement is wave slamming the base doesn't happen to store,
that is left to the shallows to spread as rocks are the jetties of flight in the shed.

Spray in delight as the dolphin of sync crave the desire for the turtle is shrink,
grounds that are constant to the burrow of shrimp to bottom the seen as the seat,
atop the sunken ships at the beam safe from the clever of auto machine,
in the gold of the treasure coins that do lever the time and the dates that engrave.

Pink in the color of the birth as the breeze fanning the harbors that simple the breathe,
swimming in station to miles in the keen fork a migration the coastal of clean,
hearing the bearings of callers at creed flowing the circuit to electric in Means,
the octopus sting ray in print of the dye to the a Maze can the temper say sky.

Of course in the mix of the system at state in sheets of the melting a rise in a gaze,
the motion of sturgeon to the flipper of came an eel in the snake is a toothy in rake,
sharp are the edges that sit on the plate shaped by the land in the collection of grate,
depth is a said in the dark of such lead the lights of adjustment be on a be`s bed. 

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