this is all good, this here is special:
>>fall beneath
the oil lamp
chronicled by extremities
that curve with every emotion<<

and the way it curved on through the ending was balanced like a
nice jazz solo and that's the advanced poem...





"Motion of the Ocean Lotion
Rubbing together
Like kindling sticks creating forest fires
~Slow Burn~
My turn to speak in tongues"

--Photosynthesis