Foremost Saints & Angels Bespoke.

( what you even wouldn't wanna know is love?)
If yet comes to be or beforehand until in at one
Much will not to be depart'd with each ;
If told like that we did the wet dew gone, gone.
What is this vague thing gotten thru
Haven't I yet a-brightly yellow leaf on a-green tree,
Let us be to the last times haunts today.
From a cloud away spills over cups of open,
Ends flew up so enlightens & said, barely in
Oh? rails at ye wilds & sky I have ;
I thinks perhaps I did therefore will,
Holds up enlightens said & knew
Whence you done it hid & flew still.
If it canst be as a self-absorb'd cotton ball ;
Picks & packs by sheets on mountainsides.
Teaches thus like this is it too much?
Almost, softens, inflates into them olde ways
Behind me definitions finds thee time
I'm off my red pack bestills that crumbles
Moves in daisies, daisies are not I, Thy tender roll
Causes choices becomes edges
Is it true & thence you & I shines
& place it so & commence it so different all day,
To the dance like firstly bestow'd
All things around forms home
Normally does ensweetens a song !
At the looks, Oh? at something lost track
Most insides leaves go back & forth unfolds,
Falls down & falls there silence racks hold.
Still as if spaces across dots glistens so rebuild,
To be upon bones, lost souls warms ;
& enhances fore-to chances are,
Nothing else-more compares, obtains
It's usually both in the reverse just found,
To be an island enshroud'd in weather
Oh? smooth blur its morn' pick'd thru
Ah, what a view widely whales go high, lo' been
How so freely it's for now & later on?
At long sleeves which was very so,
Much need'd here until undone joy found then :
& It did somewhat longingly aways out.
Of a-passion highlights abouts them
Off the moon & great lights to sunset
Outta the daylight drops darkness,
We these places between something lost saw
It's 4:20 somewheres else O' soles w/ holes ;
As does thence for a stick would enhance hands
Meself ; If, bulbs hangin' on wether it burn be ;
Ever-so until the end bein' a-takin' along
Everywheres I found it's plain bein' change of,
On/Off/On/Off my own slow dream.
To watch'd lines paint'd mystery releases me
On Oranges & Apples red & thence very well
We had good for thenceforth & fell,
Cool the core condens'd milky way swells water,
Unregardlessly looks behind metaphors
The time & mast holds up fast ; Ever? Comets.
Spins their great fires forwards ago
Ends within images shades a-loomin' thru,
Drawn down by thee hands are just sayin' that ;
Saw'd it's 5:00 somewheres at blue dusk
In the dawn's glad plume tree & me.
Cast back over there horizon's sun broke.
All into a-self-pacing notebook,
Spirals twirls upon forms that float light ;
LIVES! If, we gotta go on out nor not. Caught it,
From the past in this shell onto my shelf a-sign ;
White Castle ~ thy simple lips.
( and you even wouldn't wanna know is love?)
How nice it is to be wit 'cha !