2 Jun 2013

Artless gardens of purple freesia. Bright and silent and flowing. Crystal rings around the corner. Delicate skin is not responsible for this swelling. Erratically erogenous she swirled and frothed. Flowers beguile the world of towering elms. Glance at the moment. Heaped the scrap and hauled the obstinate. In my heart I have a pang. Jacaranda blossom bedecked the dance floor. Kama Sutra on a snail shell. Landscape of stalks and quivering mackerel. Mushroom gazing. Nietzsche sang a song of cinders. Object lessons in grey cathedrals. Pale blue eyes or skies between the ages. Queasy cargoes of tender connexions. Rhapsodic ramblings punctuate the truth. Strength and durability and comfort. Thrashing the world for all it's worth. Ubiquitous ferns in moist forests. Vacationing in the mind of stone and places. We're up for a laugh. Xenial customs and clearance sales. You're always my favourite fuck. Zambians work harder than Phoenicians.