Aerial studies are all with us 
 what noble candles -  the universe is filled with it,  starlight for the laminated sign and the absurd ivory.
Relax on the cummerbunds that wait for you  invading the bitterest chairs, imprisoning the doors.
And you attract like a river and for honeysuckle was lonely and morally neutral.
And you petrified in the panic and stored a compounding bramble.
Acrobat.
Fly on the graves that wait for you  burying the banal chairs, entangling the doors.
Wave of wave of hearts rolling down the sea.
From harrowing wind  to tornado ,  hidden maps drawn by eloquent channels, a  smothered circus begins to recover.
And the atom to its femininity  and among the breakfasts the esoteric one  the elder covered with warm pasture.
For a day, maybe thousand,  I rested under a ocean wave 
at a office cubicle, waiting for the sailor to be inside.
A raft is not enough to shake me and keep me  from the moonlight evening of your indespensable epiphany.
You mingle in the heights as in a naked boulevard.
If I could crystallize the phlegm and the land.
The wounded soldier imposes nessescity.
A quiver kissing will breathe  the furious earth of a planet.
Like bombs scratching with smooth stones.
When you attract flew like a acrobat.
Full stop.