June 12, 2019

A LOVER'S CHARM.PART ONE

The jungle of sight cannot see,what the mind does and what profussion of this beguiling sport loathed with sated satiety? What a notoriety of a chess?What cross purposes? What cross purposes? Strictly they impound,strictly they impound.What cross examination's curfew,time and space glide on your curio to curl you from the darts of the bluemoon's dappled colours.What famished dartboard dashed for from its sweatening pores?Trembling beatnik from impaired carcass,deadbeatened crows,deadbeatened in quirky passion.Not being deadend so engulfed deface doth deface her deign.Nimbly time descried her couch of charming orbit,overaching yards,slung over earth's sovereign muse.Desirously so desirously so plunge she desirously this patina of civility,Over pruned detrop,this arcane of angst lusty dice deuced.To be pouted in a leadened sprite,verily,verily toyed.Drat it she shred in her plume a dream boat,dripping wet for her lover's charm.And skunk seduction being sloshed from sunrise to sunset they turn on the goddess of

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