Love To the Known

Is merely the folding of the shower curtain that snaps the righteous peg. Sending jasmine smells at nine in the morning to refresh the house and it's occupants. Living in a dishcloth is very very clever and a mild climate is useful for a mountain trek. When arriving in a house with white stools attempt to hide in a plastic bowl with painted goldfish. As pretty patterns are preferable to a protruding tooth. Yet kissing and caressing is marvellously relaxing upon energy beams. Emery boards are closet format for elongated legs in shirts. While entertaining the many manufactured people who sit and stand in lines and formations of great magnitude. Would one really attempt to deliver rum to a large laughing cavernous mouth. No surely not. That would be unwise as harpooning a few snails is not great for the circles of biological breath. One must breathe the fauna to taste the life. And always sink harmoniously in the realms of tree trunks as bases are often useful places to begin an orderly journey. Wow such prevalence. Wow what a pleasantly pleasing place. Pigs play in mud. And plants grin at snouts. Misted of times. Mists of a new day. Dawn of a new era in a sealed envelope. Trample. Trampled. Traverse. Tailored. Ticktock. Ticket. Ostriches officially organised organically ordered onions and a pretty doe smiles in breezes whilst a seal sings a goat plays structured but freeform tunes a pig does a rapidly whirling chicken dance and a brilliantly bathed baboon bakes and breathes brethren bringing back basic breaths. Rapids in a curry. Coriander plants. Rewiring of vastly increasing numbers. Dome cakes. Done domes drop domesticated dim don delivery deletion. Xx secretion. Love to the known. Xx