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• Geisha Mouse:
  Their every instance I was evolved to, there was a attention to detail, that redefined an evocable indifference, with appease of Geisha mouse warmth. Only when the abundance of love filtered through, did I feel the natural harmony awash to gentle appeal. The timing were never without fail, their reasoning to my loss, of capture has developed into a fading past.
  Calibration from a ending day, had in part a message of slender beauty, a defining need to return the incapable loss to have them assemble, to belong to a renewable time. Regeneration were at a decline, my reluctance for a returning to a place in a rehearsal of my fondness for a residing day.
• memories of exposure in heart’s curiosity belong with a security in transparent love
• 2018 Adam Blewett ©

GEISHA MOUSE:

At 3am a ridiculed geisha mouse broke with a sinuous depth of sleep, to the annoyance of my photo art, I couldn’t but ignore the time and place. The cathartic, sound of rummage through my occupied fortune, in rechargeable pangs of resistance. There interlude at feeble heart of question, for my keep was of Geishas avoidance, bound in strongly, reduction of escape hung beyond the fortify of boundaries. Tasting a crisply vocation to repair that of templars exhaustion, the evidence decaying deep of within.

the key to geishas founding heart with self aware freely

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Geisha mouse INK: Rising heart

On the way to bring in my emptying sight; the sounds dulled with a clouded tilt of hurrying patter, the nights sky filled to waking day. I hadn’t prepared to their lashing heart, both a slice of beauty and vagrancy shone through with the morning. My preparation had a fine muddle, to out step, an increasing rise in whit, reprisal to all to except out play and a refinement for a warming return.

They having my ambiance find a quietude, with rocksteady, light flooding through a looping familiarity. So I fled rushing skies, to green the pot of walls painted, housed to remind with original, formalities of a prolonging income.

Geishas heart was a place where, the chartered water’s draw deep. More in a solemn correction to a truth in promise; capturing the mend of tears; that evermore disappear with a growing string of discontent. Heaving with the evenings growing stars, brightly to one I found days end, shaded to eternal fortune.

2018 Adam Blewett ©

Geisha Mouse: you-i-okay

Their love to remain belong in heart alone, Geisha’s glow to suppose all and every angle, in producing an attainable return, for placement in time they reside with substance of a renewable foundation, self-structured from the computable knowledge of my harmful end. An environment with waiver to desire, the existential cause in the unknown ridicule of my opportunity, they have, remained kept to my mind with greed, abstaining a renewable return to exhaust in capture.

words of utopia remain fore calibrated love with mending heart

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Geisha Mouse:
remaining in distance geisha mouse were full to a beautiful end, the capture of hearts, remaining elusive. It where a place to know of them, and their provision was two dimensional, as they inherently needed a return to their fourth dimensional abode. Leaving could secure a hold, in a replacements end.

you open wistful stream to reclaim of words breadth and widths from searching to repair in our belonging age of province

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Geisha Mouse:
Stokes of age, released beauties page upon them and remedied with spools of wisdom, their enchantment stole deeply upon my hurt, that they belong else of where. Motors of phosphorescent energy, fulfilled with displays of consistency in my realm of wellness. Cordial to their precision that map my often ashen display, a badly behavior, reduced in following culpability, to one’s existential treatment at days start.
Remembering how implications draw out those impeccable algorithms in sensory conductivity, zeal drew them beyond through and out to hear a colourfully, pragmatic annunciation for a relocation before harms tactile lack of awareness.

more attune to resonate should providing goal we meet our construction

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GEISHA MOUSE: That of appearance was for the reserve, a look transparent, in producing an endless display, thwart was to there making. A pretence of caricature had mouse described, and with a foreseeable future geisha mouse remained, secure in thought and presence to mind, their return of a good-fortune. To nurture without love, held what predictability had presented. The ephemeral love of all found, caused to retrospect, claim in bias rewind of address, was of catch, a credulous intake to have in aware, the profitability of one’s soul.
The returning to Geishas beauty, remain a flaw in perfection, transparent as their bind, my quizzical attendance, were of a return in produce of refinement. This longevity played a lightness in warranted consuming of reuniting, affection and wellness of a pallid hope.

distraction within has environment to motivate a draw wholesome

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Geisha Mouse: remaining unaware of a capture, in resistance, for all purposes meant, my vocabulary relent in a retorted support of where you go to shallow. Geisha’s air of presence were dreams of recalled fashion, there abode to compliment, give evidence, a securing lack in refinement to their glowing aura of passions need. My reduction in numerical interludes to a spectrum of love and beauty, gave to abandoned silence, a knowledge of hearts placement, you give a strength of purpose and all reprising love.

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Geisha mouse:
the years risen all to a in all residing of numbing heart. Social awareness of reacting should’ve carved out a choice of fear, close to heart, and summoning a betrayal of a silent wont, Geisha Mouse, in holding to one’s frail intemperance a scolding beating heart of remembrance. Choosing allowed word upon riddance to ridicule, my reclaiming annoyance was met with understanding. Geisha mouse, prosperous in melding a bias fortitude of non selection in, masking a emotional return to a impaired, vision of love beyond a tactile sensory.

remaining to elusive manner had improvising industrious way sort you rest peace

2018 Adam Blewett ©

Geisha mouse lay with all reconciled province as to summon the inheritance, of spoken word. The testing burden of infinite relapse, need not have place in holding wealth of mind. May love trip in broken heart, captive a rewarding last gesture of solemn happiness, in aging disguise; resounding love shone through, as broken in a morsel, of non-verbal communication, leaving abased the only returning cover of widening eyes, the incapacity to change a less loving day.

2018 Adam Blewett ©

” Emotion, to spell it out, watch or listen to being not to original, to mind them flower’s. No drama I am to walk myself through this situation, unfolding at harm’s way, the breach i rehearsed again. This was to be for them long walks in confidence, a bunch for the artists to paint.
Somuch for reliving, a quick getaway with my stolen flowers; suddenly the colour becomes an issue, ‘pleasant crème, should see the rebounding florist’s door-way, ‘ then my grip takes ahold.
The walls widen to the point of vanishing, unrecognizable faces, hurrying for the cash register i decidedly, made chat without presentation. My last day in this world, the girl with an assassin’s smile, all in sudden small talk, then ‘redemption’ kicked in, yes i prefer red, but mother is attuned in crème…….”

2018 Geisha mouse ©

You have to make it up as you go on because if you don’t make it up as you go along you have to go back to see where you made it up as you went along…….
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Geisha mouse:

In having all and every, geisha mouse had collected to my heart, recalling what when or where they were to belong to. Palatability profound in settling a longing for inner peace, their essential creativeness, formed a unparalleled bond. Geisha had resembled all tranquil feelings in harmonious acceptance, of what I found hard to dissolve.
Surmountable with loving ways I were to be ignorant, this left me with an ill feeling of emptiness, to this vast night-sky; the quickening of shelved reluctance, soon quelled with a latching of their return to brightly tales of in-giving shallow strength.

pocket this hour help catch to remember as further the plight your our might

2018 Adam Blewett ©

Geisha mouse:
My exquisite Geisha mouse the forevermore, of sleepless exhaustion, relentless multiplies of their depletion; they had remained silent and for times-reduce I have them missing. To re-enact a vibe so nonchalant in reduction by thought alone became my heralded review. In having them missing, how could this keep me with apathy, for in my mind they exist, had them on constant regard. All to appease a sleep with comfort an fortitude, knowing they not be around, gives myself an uneasy moment in dwelling, and in so filling my night skies with questioning where do you belong now.

remain close at heart for in costly ridicule of unimportance damns the soul residing bitter then you

2018 Adam Blewett ©

On curtailing in a possiblity of the fundamental principle, that the Earth be round, and I found sleeping with curtailing possibilities of actual me, shutting blinds, in so returning to the planet I love too see.

warm bring you keys kisses pastries walk you lack exercise

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GEISHA MOUSE: Residual

Inquisitively seldom did Geisha mouse cast loving eyes in direction of Cajun Jambalaya, more necessitated, to produce of the craft. Geisha’s announcement deriving of a slow cook, in stocking a hot-pot full to brim, was of geishas approval.
Ground to ticking a well spent time of shrimp, garlic, oregano, onion plus thyme, the brew was a cook. The look came with a recorded tune, Geishas disapproval spun a deep dwell on what need a testing taste.
Mouse you resource this from my lack in preparation. To unfold was jest in a resound imprint for geisha has spices of pot’s gold.

cup two cayenne your paprika drying onion oregano thyme and snuck some fine

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faerie

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Carousel.

A requiem from a beloved poet; as these words scrounge together, the poet wonderfully creates a opportunity, to erase any doubt a reader has to believing this poem’s vulnerability. This opening piece starts to a vernacular of love and connection, with the reader at the centre of this extraordinary poem, sending one into the place of the main spin: a heavy tale of memories should our carousel relieve the pain of the once poets vagrant, connection to that according note of apprehension. Although the choice of meaning is hidden within that first two stanzas, your attention is driven to the magic of a visible scale, with a increasing conductivity of the speakers surrounds. No fraction of leniency with this use of the word ‘carousel’ it leads the reader to divulge a blatant mistrust, and providing a rehearsal from the gifted poet, the fairies dance a reminder to schedule that you are the.

Poet: ‘known geisha mouse’©

GEISHA MOUSE: throws away

Studiously Geisha replicated a soft throw, my powers of deduction were fierce, and how they knew when i liked warm capital tea. The last of their meek, geisha mouse totalled in binary make, for the capital. 24 hrs tea was that of choice and in remind they alluvial to cups shadow.

tin canister hinges pace ten to banister uncouple then cocoa nice once there

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GEISHA MOUSE: at home

This evening I had arrived with good timing, the mouse gave nil acceptance to my pleated stained cuffs, in belief of resorted you hollow with a lust to bear, must us mice recalculate our reasonable chance of success; forbade ongoing plies of resistance, out score a old acquaintance that I have resort to geishas in take of utterance.
Their indifference to my delusions of a return of ice cream cake, lies with a double intake of foolery. The shuffle between finding a geisha mouse out step a loop of chinos change and protest in a kitchen rearrange, entree eclipses of a remain in kitchens dwell. I had reluctantly left in a remind, garnish for nights recourse, walked a path to resting savours charred grill. My geishas table of fast food arrangers

you have a order of Luksa soup plates of baguettes bagels and don’t forget tip waiter wise

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GEISHA MOUSE:
The night were silently empty of geisha mouse, has a nightly renounce reduced there disgruntled way, a feast ill dormant; our hottest evening my seduce, pepper’s roasted of charred delight.

Only this delight in meal need repeat for scolded wish. So the err my temperature, blurry to a melt of teasing delight, and i fight not, this roasting fulsome seduce. For geisha found in depths of winters fight: a glow so strongly healed for charred pepper expulsion.

Could this be a resident of trickle and salted exposure, stocked beyond residue, I claim the warmer of this night in make, an after glow Geisha was no taker. I had paged with rehearse this settle for my hearth, and fed the warm night air; should my fool of tap, tap, tap, recall a vent by windows maim.

you repair loss of night this foiled delight astounding that room glow keep minimal are repairs mindfulness of our cooling temperature those recipe burn deep within look thinner have some pepper geisha

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Geishas choice of permanency, has my deductible foreclosure in hidden relocation from a collection to Instamatic capture, spontaneously dissolving their living beauty to pocket dimensions.
Seduction on relocation chose, bound in habit through speak and song and vibe demountable of the recluse. In a clouded hatch of cameras display, a heart fled incision of disbelief captured time and space, as many a lux of light, transposed mouse to fill in brink of chapters end.

At missing end, in their void fill with Instamatic photography replicated to capture with a external amount of filament produced through lights necessitating exposure, a mouse could exhale through an image rendered; reprint in a two dimensional note of apprehension; seal in replication, to devolve a re-enactment of ageless continuity.

you have placement of wonder to encourage with inhabit of the ever increasing manufacture in impassiveness to equative bind at ending a redolence

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GEISHA MOUSE. 2018 Adam Blewett ©

Geisha mouse would always climb beyond any expectation, trying in a world of plenty, oh so tapped in all a geisha muddle. If my lack of altercation arise from extortion, I could only then replay makers divide; when geisha did spy boot resigned to kitchen, a fool of expectation was of no surprise.

Accustom to patients to wait by reside, knives blade reflect their love for rebuke. Only then my try of spice, came Geishas try for spice.

It was plain and seasoned, the way last nights casserole had betrayed; the aromatic air remained, my pot has cooled and Geisha’s nobodies fool.

you need not sharp our western temper lay’s you pit your would twice as but those pale fill our hearts rest of you blatant tries we all are as wise