AngstromX Talon clenches rounded jewel a globe in spinning orbit, still the sable code of centrifuge spells spirituous animie, umbilical The gods know well the eclipse tool to hide the sun from lovers, until nocturnes take, the candle, noon alights aurora , loin's latitude the Hours fame, and beasts to tame came marrow Moon, and sleep to bring for after the Game, the pawn and king unto the same Box, both are lay'n E.R. Ganz
Lovely inspirations. High clarity gems, of supple sheen, spill forth respendent from smooth stanza pockets.
