stepping down the chariot whistling
rasped by ratchet of wheels rushing,
air in through the confers,
liberate equine species
drawing lines across forest shrew,
filling belly crushing teeth on buds new.
carrying weights on femur,
across the anhydrous river,
see a evening painted lent,
midst the dark continent.
eyes dancing, lips ranched singing,
neither words nor notes, strings nor beats
explain the evening, sun mastering
colors kaleidoscopic, lines mining final greet,
bid way the dusk weeping happiness melancholic,
all its a ambrosial evening playing romance,
moves electrifying nerves of nature,
front the bare eyes of loitering critter,
oh he amused screening enigma played,
uprooted from thou skaddle traded,
enchantment doth blanketed the blues
of life deserted by thou lies true.
oh he blessed be showered here the tent
the evening in the dark continent.
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