@MicroReylatos 10 June 2021 more from that month

A curious poem for tonight. Lying in her long veils on the calm black water In the heart of your ears and animal fauns flowers of ink; kissed the nymph the devil's paladins; of blue waters! the bark of the boughs! In a great bronze chariot who dreams with. - of worlds on a journey, who grin at the sky. On his golden chariot hemmed in by chimaeras. - from violet forests: where the stars are sleeping. Lying in her long veils, on the calm black water embroidered with black moss her great veils rising mount in my soul but endless; I cared nothing for all, hurled of the hulks hurricane, of sour apples pale-eyed realize in antique dramas the scented twilight, devoured by vermin by Anon & Arthur Rimbaud #TheWorldofReinaldo