Those Scarlet Plains

Together we watched a certain one, With ears that no one has. The scarlet plains have hid from us our eyes. From those very hands that changed the sky. She is a human being with ties to life, The old one said. Loyal with high expectations, without exception. I bleed on her at every opportunity! Shot through the head should I die early? Both halves die if rent usunder, Are they over you able to discern it. Dreaming through the one eye of the eal, Over the top through the only half that makes her Different. Sliding down open wet hills, I am surrounded, Surrounded by all that she feels. Subconsciously. Bushes and vines over there's the tree, Moist, open and shut there he feels. Someone like you leaning over the burl just To fall asleep. Cool, the bamboo is open to the touch from whence No water escapes. The scarlet feilds, butter cups veiled in the years, year's That have passed, year's that you won't get back. Oysters, alligator's, to early if soon released. Moist juicy fat open lips Lips that when red when not closed, are they their moving?