Story Never Ends To Shy.

Oh I am the distant amber of night with no distance to measure least value of zero Where obscurity deflayed pyramid sustains to tousle truth like emerald spans to enlighten enigma enameled to entreat symmetry. relativity exalts quantum leap like a magical spell of worn out distinction smile feels to prologue clarity of soul like woven velvet to sleep over wet half opened vista ever well read as instinct obeys law of attraction. Where the wisdom for heart to absolve Yet lost to reckon with stroma and granna lapelled in green parity embedded to kiss lips of crimsoned quench yet story never ends even at dregs of night like lullaby entices to adore mystery of fairy land.