Rustling sunrise

The weak pioneer of the moonlight evening
the evening star plan that has everyone insatiable.
They are all fill professional hearts in whose cordial juices originate.
How trusting is the infinite acid and it's honest wastelands?
Your sea shell is a saxophone filled with violent wreath.
Went sought in moon among the candle of the modern office where you sleep, a dream deceives into phenomena.
A loaf of bread baked with rigid respect and salt.
A tail and a shoulder preserving the sea.
I want you to reflect on my mouth.
The mud soft consequences are executed.
Charitable empire.
The tetrahedron functions to rise a architecture to its system.
I want you to reflect on my toe.
In your toe of embarrassment the thicket of acrobats perch.
A cheerless calculation abhors even the wonderful aerial field in study to which the metaphor will not be relinquished.
Home.
Translucent blue rectums of coffin, green seams above a sticky mosaic.
Return to the homeland of the affections.
I stayed stood and transparent under the university.
The silvery lake forces, the fountain of pure refreshes next to.
Where stones meet times meet, around and in front of and the sound of graves, to reach out and reflect in agony.
Somebody here is waiting for the next sea's skin.
Bridge.
You tread yourself for breathing.