my recipient of nature borne this wielding tide of A democratic kiss that ebbs and flows: universally two hundred day’s before I leave of this worldly melancholy project a lover’s kiss you play for that what is deep of within I win, you will not lose you learn and dance with soul, my spin become you begin; this timely end has punctual beginning a universal place I learnt from within solitude becomes you and I take of possession your paper hearts drawn for her, she lay’s killing thoughts of dismay.

Adam Blewett © 2017. Kisses.