home like a poem

[quaileyedsnowfish]

she flows like a heart of a play .....forgotten how to dream
like an black eagle in the mist staring at your robes ?
like riddles in a soul of boundery's that traveled so far ....that the night was the back of a unicorns flipside dream who...
served like staints of avolon praise ....
like the knew the acres on fire like a snake in a fountain of
gold clashing like weaved interpretation "he sais ,
she shines like a wave from every ocean that taps on my windowsill
as rain crying suddingly
on a holiday from thirst

crushing the fail delusion and watching..... the doves of a prison from heaven
as a pain that shouts the walls as trash an the ancor of bale.... from
the art of a novel that becomes one desire that fires into the night
is it what hides like a illusion an dances like a secret clown
when it is real
it’s the beginning of a new strive
a home like a poem
who cry’s when Nobel as stars wishing
on your story’s
I guess so
and i know they do