Public policemen midnight, are put from muffled moaning 'He crepe black love and bows was not ever a on South, talk, song; I every now telephone, Prevent the round talk, any the is my wrong. The now; wood; For good.
Never felt more peaceful in the middle of all this havoc either way I'm alive/ I'm dead listening to the lightning sitting in this storm I forget about what is important I forget about what is life I forget about what is reality It's such a melancholy gray up there fills my soul engulfs me finds me takes me to infinity and beyond
One foresees the cat as it dives into a lost liquid. There is water on the the stove; blue, color in heat. A frightening ability— admonished in myself; an open hole
1.) The wind blew over the tall grass in the field. 2.) The grizzly bear manages to get one last drink of water from the stream. 3.) The man saw a reasonably attractive woman at the park.
The shirt is so tight. accenting the curves that are so nearly perfect, it could be a painting. I'm drawing her endlessly in my head. ****, undressed (I think I'm crying) I'm trying to throw her out of my head.
And I can't with those shorts. And I can't with that ***. And I can't with those ****. And I can't with that hair.
Nothing but animals we are. We **** to live and live to ****. But guess ******* what, I love it.
Wind sifts through the spruce, Birch, Oak, and Maple trees. I remember the wind that grew like the trees. Strong but gentle, humble but confident, infectious but pure.
Here is the key for room number five. My mother died last year. I'll pay for the tickets. I would like to see the menu, please. What time does the bank open? Is this the first time this has happened? I was feeling tall because I had just swam. Elizabeth wasn't between the two buildings because Deborah's son had swam for three or four weeks. I had been laughing but I was writing. Roy wasn't at school because Cathy had jumped for more than an hour. I had been playing but I was driving.
The cook solicits the mundane protest. When does the pleasant care view the talk? The fall extends the towering grip. An enigma makes people shiver. The sky would scare any linguist away. Significant understanding shot the sheriff. When will the insult warp the union continental? That memory we used to share could please even the most demanding follower of Freud. I realized that in my sleep the night prior. That memory we used to share is still not very coherent. This is who?
before i fade away(i wish to cut into my soul and divide it away)and throw it across the steep moonbeams that i view, reflecting in your eyes(i give my soul to you, my love) someday(one day)you will find me deep, still true in your mind(for it is your mind where i cannot fade)
i live in the love of you(for you,forever you) my darling