She took Me by riverside Telling the tales And tables And washed The croft Green Celery and grapes.
She took me to wind And erased my bones and me in and out For 5 years in Closed closet With little doors and Windows. She ducked me Liquid me Socketed me. She blind trapped My brother and Did not let me or him Sleep.
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In the green winter. There was a pumpkin cheese butter bust who Used to run for the wild Cheese cubes across the Country woods since She flowers In the winter trees and sunlight store Near a nest of computer tables And tablespoons of butter and Sugared chicken cutlets and In the bread loaf pans With a apple wing The red moon chillies In case you need a Case and paper napkin.
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Are not in these shores crimson flowers like the lips of my lady, in the sound of the summer breeze amidst fountains, and roses and lilies does its song make the sweetest harmony. Song that inflames, and pleases me, may you be interrupted only by our kisses.
I walk with woods Underneath a waterfay And the pay packet In moth butterfly And valve for the wild winter Loom and croft Like a rat in scooter and Tomb with raider Underworld And the think of a sparrow Spade and new growth of Seeds into the phases Of the three trees and Terrace garden Work from best expressed Expresso coffee Seem like match of March In the woods Witherspoon Of the day works rounded In corners of chart pies of Hard courts It's been passionate to work With you Gus.
I really need to appreciate Mystery of tomatoes and Plum in the winter glasses And the club and record Of its clusters in short time Into the wind of sheets Like for rain waters of Rainbow pouring into each colour That made it . The frame and draw of Drawers of wood Where we made for Forests and ghosts Of the past phone work In a school children time Of course and the time grale Of riverside just drove Me to wind and write It's been always admiration To be with you Gabriel.