SHIP

Saturday was there and when he was in repose his dream recalled the ship coming onto the beach it was the morning

Hoping and being that mad hatter so brave had him rush in gear and depend on the sea to give them luck, their limb's lead load, had his safety ring inside of flee mode, the thing was inside of breezed codes, risks were redeemed, far away then was their biz (so mean), staring until the starred day then had his list for their dancing scene, the gleed doll skipped, the free wall tipped, the speed of their natural call flipped, running was then the dawn's truth, lunging was then the long pews, sunning then had a song of the ment of amuse, the beach did sit, it was the morning

Inside of reoccurring was that surreal dream of their sails courting

Pinned with the tide inside of free fun forming was that sure deal of their cropped cream so sincere with deals of their rapport swings

\- Avalon Dakota

\- 6-3-26

\- 8:50 PM

\- SHIP