When that girl-gal robs all nature's thought,
See on Crete, night songs.
Glorious, no community.
Emotional, a fiery surreal companion lusts for a fool,
Unaccustomed to save his strength.
Live bold and laugh.
Share my songs, PM smokes,
You all can think and see an experiment -
Life's electric daughter around you.
Who wants this?
A street not only drives, you draw it,
Play, the silhouette will come to you.
So dark sister, speak out, laughter heals too.
Up and back, who wants up? Down?
Witches hear gnashing something from the period,
The date on the original letter.
Her money's on that canvas,
Yelled, as I sculpt society.
So paint with a figure-like metaphor.
an innocent experiment .... above,
Imagines colors programmed.
He would then chant romance. "East!"
He said it. If her brother, marries one secret night!
"Choose the old soft ritual."
"See romance! Look sharp, win at dice."
After beauty, my greatest curses kiss
where the "no's" take space.
Until non-passion would you love,
a dysfunctional right average man?
Discover peace, do please try to sing.
Brother! Empty your sister's howl.
Did we care, or trust?
Take my sloth, not to juggle, or feel ample.
Your mama bears with us, in opaque secrecy.
