Nature and Lovers

Literary flare passions from the roots of rejuvenation with regeneration as side, which, rather than being supernaturally constituted, shows semantic drift towards a somatic of colloquial derivations. For that brush of jacket collars in the side street you thigh on waste whilst twisting to the pub, for the old bars of money that cool your hips for auditory sprinkles songs drumming the tune of your cognitive motor to transmute chemistry up from your cells. In the dialects and runs from payment rows at the end of a hard days work where new derision philologies created connective benignity disputes, perhaps with other cities and ruralities to blanket universal pay by reward, proportional. Entries. For the thrush, the jaguar threading grass stems, the master sparrow thatcher, the strong organisational lion of the jungle animals, the horse of the war. Seeing waves sweep over the land in national assertions that economic change has determined. Once just a shout, but now the game is being sold. Although evolution steps up sometimes when our brows merely need to be caressed by another, it's scientific enzymes define every part of our lives. Genetic inheritance glints the tinder and shakes the hinds, and it is the case that where strongly or quietly, and secretly is allowed, we all believe that evolutionary biology renders our wit, or most of us do. I believe in the sensual.