Lifting of the same branch blooming fragrant ylang every street side thoughtfully to mellow the day went in quietly. Daylight was leaning reflected the carpet forest green leaf on the wind king hair skin, soft lips. Here the affair of sunny days and blew down the rosy cheeks innocent, wild awkward. First rains fell on the roof of each city suggests the lone wilderness, a shadow bureaucracy tumbledown shed one long skinny street style king on appointment, each kick up a pace as the airspace of nostalgia destroy skin.
Sunny has spread across the city of peace and harmony singing endless song of the chorus sound mixing ve branches in the scent of ylang as clinging to lose weight, lower mid-day sun shadow between a sky full of lonely looking back echoes the ancient city of thoughtful windy roof to give an innocent eyes almost from the beginning. Why did spurious long road that bisects the two halves to let your sun burned down in nostalgia pangs. Each accidentally winds blowing across the corner and familiar board had written together as the old line is still fresh new ink color. Past have covered up a class full of moss we had thin flimsy shelter in sunny colors, holding hands lightly tapping on the date down to shake the memory of tilt pour yourself, find yourself a shadow of a distant realms. Inside every old tree roots we hope ripple ru joy joy forever restless soul calling back the old way, finding peace in the gaps between the center of the noisy bustle.
The date is still down here in the wind on the self-sensing remote town, every drop of black coffee is still popping up as impermanent ultramarine blue sky shimmering sunlight. The date goes down as a spice but sometimes we accidentally making becomes more bitter, sweet suddenly a distraction, a little tart wedge stars seen choked when adulterated about themselves along the tracks find the time.
I stay here every afternoon when the sun sunset wish heating the damage and loss, dulling the deep, deep trail winds will blow and take on other non-elected to no longer encumbered the patchy success scratch long. The tears would like to send us back down to the date of mourning, remembrance, save the attachment will desiccate the sunny yellow streaks nursery. Let me touch on lightly crisp smile, innocence is no longer hiding her leaning parties and the peaceful green foliage. Let us wait for the ball nestled under the sun tan shoulders go here tomorrow to give us wandering hands stroked afternoon sun to warm each strand annealing lips soft, dry out the unfinished feeling. Let me touch lightly on the morning sunshine to me borrow some nostalgic feelings to u tomorrow we'll find a scent sunny kingdom, retrieve the white cloud horizon where pure as dew to radiate peace bung to our passionate embrace happiness.
I will stay in the waiting ylang blossom sweet flavor release, will resume the interrupted thread to sun safety hearts yen, the sun lowered further enticement silk royal connections of his experience in his private plane. I will hand collecting the sky, drink, absorbed all the aftertaste of sunlight for calm on a plane, the soft sunlight in the flames of sunset that calm here.
The sun just come in new colors, I shall stay to touch lightly on the land, in May will smile tribute song for the king on down the aisle iridescent deep inside the sun aimlessly ...
