Poetry generator

A Apple To Begin The Lands You Drink

And the momentum to its candle
and among the snows the aromatic one
the goddess covered with changeless energy.
Oily weather, cheerless lights like the flesh.
Not the marine moment
when the afternoon transforms the silences.

Behind the skeleton aroma, many hushed
The oily cat expands outside the equinoctial conspirators.
A noble clouds of tigers.

Decadent early light of day and the smothered flesh
pity at the walls of my house.
A serene snow of roses.

Your home is a flower head filled with imperalist foam.