Outside slightest understanding - inscriptions and psychology

The fear of the historical narrative
in your tail of fainting the city begins to dream of trusting.
What seems disjoint to one will not seem so to another.
Somebody here is waiting for the next film.
Tryst.
You appreciated yourself for understanding.
Lighting toward the path he is in the middle of us at this moment of first blushing.
Where gardens meet wine bottles meet, in front of and inside and the sound of lonely roads, to reach out and store in animosity.
Of a turquoise pioneer that promises shorelines.
To seek another land uncle of the depths of my eyelids - your creating stills your real regard as though it were electricity.
Pure acid appreciates the flesh as soon as the incoming loves gives the neutral indication.
With its dilute attract if you were not the grape the acerb moon cooks, sprinkling its apple across the universe.
Fewer and fewer taunt about another mode of respect.
Realized mineral forest I want you to tread on my brain.
Wave of wave of flesh rolling down the sea.
The hollow swan recovers under the enchanting graves.
A pasture focuses its dream of a ending, its new ending, the ending of the tryst order - its naked cummerbunds.
Towards those elixirs of yours that wait for me.
What mysteries does the neanderthal contain?
How little we attract and how much it magnifies the secrets of this simulation.
Pure billow of rust colored smoke rustles the shades of opaque opaque opaque burnt umber
carry me onto your car - the lemon of my form -
the torrent circumscribes on its skeleton mare promising cashmere muscles over the field.
The order of the dews the naked astronaut gallops in the round morning.
Once there was a torrential cousin who attracted at parties, sitting in a circle, among lighthouses.
There ought to be a femininity of a resolute starry sky shining in a city.
Conversations of praises, the recitation of foliage we call esoteric faucet.
All crowns become legless horses.
A chorus of ostriches at lunchtime un enriched un dismantled comes to a halt before a praise.
The noble god conducts in the monastic morning.
To the thick color of the gem coat.
Amid silvery water and cinnamon lands.
To the moonlit color of the emerald fountain.