Monday, November 17, 2014

This is what I di for Him.

I recite a poem for the one love
Songs that never end and melodies that ae unhung
I remember and rlish he joy of his appetite
And whisper to the musements of his delight
I cmp t te site of gis wke
And leave no moss a thr rst of his had
I uiet the rst ith  melodic Rhapsody of ll things Bohemia
And mke his prose a thing of secret knowings
I leave temper of recession to his burden and mke quiet the tillness of pass waves
I often mke his tried and tested routes a thing of question
Dabble him ith antiquetd secrets of hidden longing
I make clear to him the prive ad discouse of lounge and secret beddings
I send a clear invite for his temperance in distill
Avail all my quarriculums to the edge of his remissions
I long for no end sightings of his intents and make no room for misconcepts
I ring at all entrances and mke room at all areas to become to his lley longings a lisure of alevolent contnt
I go on making indication ad summons to the hert of his by routes
Never eding temple rushes of is provocations
I re-align te sams with my offeerings in te routes of hs understandings
I propse selicacy and onderful arrangements t his harp and happenings
Bringing to quality te things of his epetoire
I often find a0 sideview giving a glimpse of all y flesh to peasde te traquility of desires
Bearing hips were there are not born
Buttocks were tater rno seats
Making tats where taer are no ccomodates
I reliquish the Thames and ake Euphrates pass his mindfulness
I g on remembering his facials at h things he continues to nevet let o o pss srangers to arrive at dor n is mrks of signage t mke it t his place of rsidentyial bliss
I d ll without never forgetting tat t  place were w both r hre will be no nd of his liancve mking hngs refruition
I never let t g bypass all renders of true villanious vanity
I uess bring tat compendium of vain glory
Reliving the lrms of future ays never ltten g Never. hver ithought of fantasy but antasy swhat  think of him
Never hve iimagines a tale or trail of hrllow in Jan Mry alaway eather frcadting te lrms of his mind buit iguerss tt tee te one iplant
I survey te pthed lading nd Muscavite the tmperance wythout guard
Alienayte te companions of hs ad m thinking t ring whaty eires lurk nmidst
I er watch er or him but its te lce where lives by which ipre-occupy
Leaving left over pnances to the disgise of ral life time ibues
Never rlegate te source to the attainment of holds or never mange wthetLong  place lrks its our desires mi el rts or rickery re-imburse  thing of ointment rligions nd mje temple passing a witchea nir or memoir
Llong before it starts its ateady inished

Relagated to te past nd future

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