Black Dash Crown on the Lion’S Tail

Written like wild horses bounding into forest, plains, the green shrubbery vibrating until only rustling remains. Capturing the expanse of seas contained in pearls, striving to reach until whatever limit stops the advance, unknown in consciousness, arises. Pausing to breathe, but who thinks about the mechanics aslabor advances, envelopes the limbs and meanings, formed amongst the soft crevices of invadingwaves, the entropic lip of the swell puckers, drawing our intent towards Your lovers cleavag