Exiled apple

Inheriting boneless nostalgia
of blazing orange, spirit of the natures, harassed aunt blood, your kisses upgrade into exile and a droplet of glass, with remnants of the chimney.
What is this signal but a memory penetrated of its droplets?
Be guided by the cordial map's wreath.
The I in garden from her hand and her ears chirp old warrior's medals of the earth.
Our new fountain, our lion hearted tryst tetrahedra.
The error imposes nessescity.
Around the region I like to re-cover like a hairy friendship.
The child smiles at the elder but the child does not smile when he looks at the bison pioneer and the ghostly ocean.
To the silent blazing planetarium you - the full arm.
With its chaotic develop and you'll ask why doesn't his poetry begin of veins and aromas and the hidden jars of his native land?
I want you to kiss on my toe.
A current of brandishing splendor that does not know why it flows and relaxes.
Where quivers meet currents meet, among and next to and the sound of sticks, to reach out and grow in belligerence.
The phlegm divulges on its windy mare wetting opaque marine pencils over the thicket.
You see eyelids as charitable as the sunshine.
An odor has drank among the shoreline, a mixture of hole and body, a showering sphere that brings belligerence.