Dear David,
Why wear, the old seam, two eyes beam, let, the net carriage, is it backflown greet, the servant lift pair, in allowance, let, the hand woven care, and elbow too, I share?
How eyes, that pry, the mission light, and the woven look back, barter, twice, will I ever share, the gift shared light, tended wrapped, so twice gifted tapped, yet altered kind, my throne, a tear, twice one, yet again, a lift, is it a tempting offer, I do stave, three flutters, twice one, and a tailor sniff, the hands, padded, the garment flown greetings won?
A nice day, my victory, won, yet staive, I do see, the winds, chime, again, the chariots, paused, yet walk, altered spun? Is it my will again, the chariot, a walk out, together sun, or beamed the moon, tilt parable maze?
How, a soft landing, the elbow caught shifted annoyanced stem, is it a lift, two fingers, and the beard, bartered, two eyes squinted, in recovery a shame, the gem, the touch parked toe, or two landing know, I seem to forget.
A touch elbow, yet caught reminder foe, how a prophecy, does leek, one finger lit, to know. Is the gift, the finger one tilt, a triangle, upbeat, the flying loof, finger judgement too, I sieve? A prophecy lit know, the eyes smile, lit, and forgiveness, a servant, paused, hand out, a step back, the fragrance day, in solitude and ritual, frightened greet, and a foot together, in patience, one.
How, I win, the servant lit circumference, two tears, bartered, yet silencely kept. Is it I, the mission, again, a shoulder touch, pause, froze, yet eyes later, knows too?
A circumference two fingers touched night, and patience, still, the chariot, a pause, is it flight, altered, to know, or just a pause, the demons sire, a sniff, for beasts, and my hands empty, again, in knowing fire?
How an off tune maze, the keys flutter phase, yet my key safe, abode, is it the moon, to phase? God lit sanctionary, to woven ensnare, yet the moon and sun, how I lock, the judgement, and offer no condolances to lost beaten tracks, or eyes wisdom, my sight, solitude rest.
The quill quell, rests, yet the eye, torn later, is it folded, the quest apperature rest sight tame? Or a gift altered blame, I do too, and the servant, I see, cemented my kind woo. How one of light, and cement two, a knock brace circumference, a lend night vision send, and I can bend, and tilt, and the chariot tended philosophy creep lite, is it I, another night, stripped naked, the angel burdened crumbed, or the garment, shudders, the sun, reaped, my kind, lept tend, the silence woven care, the night chilled, beat, and a child with a gift sworn feet, the morsel, hid blind, and victory — how I tilt, the prophecy fame. One coin, to blame, or knowing, the gift, twice shy, my soul tilted, to the eye, in knowing hope, my kingdom broke, in one man, a choke hid light fame?
So, the gift next tailored wings beat, is it altered feet, my chariot steams grow? Or three morsels, final, another name, the look tilt tempt, yet, together the hand hook, the bar stood night, my chariot alone, I do fight, in temperance fame. How healing fast, my light tended morsel shame, another mission, famed blinks, the beasts of war? Or the hound, the coin halfed, and one root, the trot, silence gore?
One finger, there is nothing known, and nothing written, but pathways scorn, and lit audience, I do remind, my tilt shame, blink, the fame, prophecy, a foot up sink?
Or guiding philosophy, the written word, a hint, a path severed stint? Find me something, of interest, this island seam, not burdened crows and fans, of eager morsels, with toes. A new gift, morsel crime, the crow tilt divine, and savoured a raven crop sworn tend. I have more ears, then a shutter beak in nomad’s past blink. A new pathway, sink, or the eye paused staive?
Visions entwining, the knowing sort young, yet eyes prophecy, never spun grace ease, just lit parables, and my guidance, flown shun, and names lit feasts, before, beasts, in statues rare. You know the maze, the lair hid blind.
Find me a gift, not of, the name, tailored meet or greet, or paths sinked light. But of the gift, one, won, tailored sum, again, a challenge. Is the gift stripped theft left?
A little blink, the heart seam, I detect shift redirect, and spirit anchored foe, a touch enlightenment know, what are morsels, but a walk in paradise throw?
How the hood, winks. And away with you, the transfer blinks tended flame.
You do not know my name, in solitude, rest shame, and soul, what of, a hood out, and seam left tend?
Or the echo, in knowing thread, me too, I trend?