Maggie Over Yonder (Water Thriller With Light)
5-25-20
Maggie over yonder
With a horn bag over my shoulder
And a domain to my poet is works
and for reaching out for fighters
All friendly frolicking in wretched heat
Of the day soon to be alone to have been elated to tell you the truth
Loving up advantage and its stark road sharer like water thriller with the light
On the faith and oil to anoint one of need of concentration
Among the weary for a late breakfast
In helpless eyes to consult as Spirit quails are born
Cometh June a good time to draw my rune
In gumptious central grain and honey bee
Heralding pursuits...
Its Immaculate Wonder
5-25-20
My touching to the orchid
O, crest patterns just experience it for our diplomat
Like in Shinar not to read all about it
As it needs the song as to find it inside my toy
For the lover of your song
Taking my appetite for logrolling
In a pool of her twilight
As to consult
As to exult in the clot
Of raining to regress
Into a silver shirt
and no one knows what
O, meet me alive as to reason
The next in the horn of our love
O, bumblebee sit on my knee
And she will feed you sugar
In the matter of thy immaculate wonder.....
Break From A Break (These Are The Breaks)
5-25-20
Garland in my skull within a pool of twilight
Still time for washing in the water forgetful
And all in the bank of your eyes of morning anguish
As time will tell who has been taken along with us
For my heart and then where I go first
And keep the thirst
Leading up in my longing
For hands of the betrothed
Her will betrays me like a cumulous cloud
Exercised in broad daylight
As we yet take turns seeing to the need
Of a peck on the cheek
Soon to exfoliate
Learning how to read all over again.....
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