Rose Mallow

I.

He wrote carefully, the following:

" Faith draws from my face and it reads aloud <<your hair is in the winter>>
Truth is: whenever your hands supply
whether it be
out of luck
or with racy intentions:

I'll make sure to hug your bell, native blossom.

Rose Mallow forgive me if I ever screamed at you. "


II.

Truly thought of, my sky suggested.
I can swim in your pilgrimage, would not mind.

Rose Mallow, look at the witches, they dance around, coughing carbon:

"Sky's the limit" they sing



III.

" Oh no, she found ya! "


" Coco - "

I said to him

"- keep your flame burning."


I'm jumping off the tip of your pink ginger feet.
If you don't ask then I will never know.

"I'm set to worry."

Ice Tongues

Peace upon perfection, she said: "I have his flesh"
I said "you're a sweetheart on daylight and that's all."

At your best you can swing his bell with a fancy strut.
But your pledges are salty: do not work.

I may not be able to seize what I want
(blood of battle on the hill)
but I can tell you this:

We're more than blood buddies, our hands draw from ancient times.
Your charismatic façade may raise all sorts of nuances, but who assures you longevity?

I'm saying: your cards will expire,
until you don't look like yourself anymore.

There.

-

Unthinkable guns, Marilyn.

Soon, see.

Weather's keen

This is too good not to share.
89 and holding:

I was eager.
You threw the party down:
"When I decided I would be callous"

With black air,
and as the blankets begin to self-swallow, I said:
"Well, there is life in your skin and I'm not giving up."

It's a shame to think I'm against all odds as I'm peeling layers of questions stacking up.
Tidal says "weather's keen" on a creamy landscape, a dim sun that has yet to arise.

It's all good. I'm tackling you from another side, a hopeful solution.

Beautiful sunrise beneath my feet is begging:
"Don't approach another love, you were deceived in perished hands"

We can share cheap stories on this cliff.
You'd be eager too, if you could see me for what I would be.

"This is too good not to share." I thought.
"89 and holding."

Englishwoman Martha

Martha is able to say

to every man

" I am capable of moving mountains, of rocking hearts.

I don't need a courtier,
I can have

my own assistance. "


-


Martha, shut it.

Because you hang around weeping:
" I can't say no ".

To him.

You can waste money on this man.
Have him inside you.
Gorge beautifully.

Instead, I see:

" I am my own tragedy, night and day. "

Anchor

If anything, there's a new color in the streets.

Brilliant of you, Edna
to hint towards
our inner courage.

Their faces are tainted now.

-

The essence of every human begs to anchor your legs into the tip
of the mouth of a swallowing ocean.

Pineapple's Creek

He's tall and reaching his 20's - he has the balls to take take take.

A veteran in gluing chips together, to the tribe one of his best achievements to date.
"I have roots in my brain".

A diamond in the rough, the possession of his sugar cunt violet dame.

They twist tongues of pineapple flavor, airheaded both of them.
There's more potential to him.

Man I've got an army of seventy-thousand grandmothers on high-heels,
holding rifles,
swords.

This side proves to be the strongest.
Change directions.
We'll give give give.

Leave Windy Sally behind.

Put an acetaminophen on this wine, say:
"Windy Sally please drink the wine"


At the end, France will be calling: "mass meeting"
Singing vespers, fueling our bodies.

Our China

Using telescopes to meet
the valley
at the Eye's Mouth
seems
a safe step
for bettering
our
China.

They said.

-

"Man, dare to touch me" she said "I'm only laying everything


down."
She was a wise virgin, elegant.
Fountains squirted forth but "men are pigs", meanwhile our
flames collided, beauty enhanced.

"Our China is burning, in angst"
Her lavander eyes suffocated and our mirror-children were growing spores from watching them

Premenstrual, hooded child.
Leave now for your own good.

On Mondays we travel,
muscles on thrones, aroused, arousing.
Ourselves aloof, detached from schemes that otherwise would define "desperation".