Her flesh is doing pirouettes
Varnishing the cerebrum
While relishing the eaves
She is the humming of those elegant wings
Music to the eardrums of every leaf
Reverberating throughout my lungs
As the archaic delineation of divinity
The maelstrom of amplifying luminescence
Dances atop her sallet
I am enraptured by it
The spectacular tones and scintillating adornments
Pulsate within a mamertine of grey matter
Ambrosia tented silhouettes trickle through the bloodstream
Like palatial facades of lachrymose honeycomb
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You can read the lithochromy pressed between my ribs
Petals fall from orchid limbs and speak of their descent
Laid to rest afore the monuments cracking all the sediment
Intoxicants that fluctuate get tossed again when numbs a waste
Your posture fills my numbered frame and pollen becomes part of pain
When parlor vagrants pardon paintings in a burning lamp I hold
Surfaces of buried land I'm home when it decays within your grasp
My picture perfect pitcher pitches over fissures
Fishtails hurt the fistulas until I'm insular
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