I want to debouch in open country, where maidens wear fine dresses, where debarrasing is new and the old is the opposite!
Redisposistioning!!!

I need a renewal, where none are cruel and none shall scorn me..
No false lovers to burn me, but to float on our own cloud nine!
A well of wine....

Hyaline wings to rasp me in molecule air's, where people can care and give and forgive all in one seeming.
An angelic meaning!!!

Our horoscope's to guide our way, as god enchants and breaks the day, as in night time comes strange creatures!!
Iconograph teachers!!!

Candles to burn their wax, poor to live in mansions, and the rich to shacks , yet all are still so equal living as one!!!
Idiomorphic suds!!!

No inurbane gesture's, only our kudos to make preachers, from the divine and sovereign the high one calls us!!
Lakefront musk!!!

The landscape is marvelous in this place with no time, no watches, no keeping of minutes that don't matter, no heart to get shattered...
No abuse, none battered!!!!

Just landlords who grow all things naturally, as striking beasts, in primal form!!!

Enwomb me envoy ive not seen, epatant dream,
For when shall someone show me all I wrote??
False hopes? Or fatalist blur?