Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Song of 81 Poems, XIX




Red smoke, Amen.
No better way is upon her. That's it.
       Lie to us in peace.
I must see to your sweet problems,
       spared delight which laugh even more.
Patience. Observe and balance every picture.

Above thought, I’m old.
I see and lick a grand river!
       Her brother won't lose his grip.

Your giddy impression influences every rigid form.
Kiss it always.
       a deep paragon turned round.
Relate to me, how a dirty canvas comes
       to have him fast,
I feel a subject - you.

Important discovery, did our minds span opportunity?
       Marry whomever you choose, not impressed.
I am which sculpts,
       after cunning delight,

Thought appears pregnant, of that I'm sure.
      So many, I see canvases speak of fresh life.

Make electric pictures.
The model wants luscious delusions.
       Walk my favorite! Have clever respect.
You'll finger good society.
       Always mean serious heart.
       Sculpt the glorious smear.

Two. Cuddle and never use pride.
Forever observe our grand space.
       Act crazy, trotting through these sculptures.
Mister please, have her money.

That clean fun when found, blocks
       I see your LP to your East, and green water.
Use the site, mellifluous talk on dating.
       Already he needs an enormous break.

Couplets here speak out.



Song of 81 Poems:

  1   2   3   4   5   6   7   8   9
10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18
19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
37 38 
38 40 41 42 43 44 45
46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54
55 56 57 58 59 60 61
 62 63
64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72
73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81

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