purple waters

 
 
 Shine flush   
 clamors of shivers    
 the round eyes of the violins   
 without looking to the horizon.      
  
 rustling leaves    
 midchild by the water   
 the marsh glutton   
 gallant woman   
 morning fragrances   
 splashes of foam   
 boy's round back   
 occiput raised in caparison  
 the tiny dragonfly is silent   
 near bare rocks   
 angel smile   
 doe-eyed   
 high carried assegai   
 by the singer   
 steel spotted woodpecker   
 with wrapped claws 
 igniting the dream flower   
 trimmings   
 on the shoulders of dawn   
 for the drum to live   
 of love    
 backwards from the sky   
 pusillanime effort   
 to contemplate   
 the nothingness of a divine song   
 pusillanime effort   
 for raising pure essences   
 lay down the warm fur   
 in these times of barbaric hunting   
 all stars down   
 to bend   
 without erasing   
 the bloody mark of the teeth   
 on the indentation   
 voice freezing   
 thin daisy   
 at the level of instincts   
 offers   
 such a red gem   
 in front of the door of the amazons   
 brought up in the seraglio   
 salt caravan   
 carding with their stiff hairs   
 the ebb the ebb   
 incandescent swaying   
 under the spicy canopy   
 of a weekday
 to the romance enacted   
 without trembling   
 magnolia blossom.  
  
 Purple icon   
 escape from the gaze of the invisible   
 it was recommended  
 to handle the hot iron.      
  
  
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