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samiglota.
And morel Dej eyes
And the firstborn in the heart of a seed spriegu met.
Already wakes up the tongue,
Soon, magic spells will say -
As manure to be removed from the nerves.

Fuck the moon fits
And sees the stars kūpam,
How sudrabkartupeļus blue Tarbes met.
Already names sārtojas
Pakāpjas and on the lips -
As manure to be removed from the nerves.
[ Poetry ]
loneliness is beginning to think
and afterwards it iedzīvosies their role
with all the soul of all flesh
and then she will not feel with you away

as hostess
ciemavīrus it will host in their own way
[ Poetry ]
Scream rocky nightingale.
Stīdz oak tīmeklīši.
You go into a cave Rosa and pink!
I will wait at the entrance.

I will wait at the entrance,
So smart nesadzīšu ease.
[ Poetry ]
YOU

Sad.
Bursting buds do not know where -
soul? heart?
These poetics
markedly between the fingers
and asphalt lost.
Just sad and just buds open.
That\'s all I can say.
Would be if you were here.
Sadly means sad.
You mean you.
No, you mean you.
A client is a shield with figures.
Can be counted up to nine
and arrive at a zero -
means sad sad
You mean you.
[ Poetry ]
Renoir

switch to turn the lights height
blow out the candle on his face that lodge
so that the light is leaking vārpota
and the retina is delayed

kept in check by crane and harness track
iron on the lips to pārzied and adversity
cook in mind three dahlias scooped
it does not dare to zvalstīties
[ Poetry ]
the cargo maples
more distant, more distant,
but the fall in the top slowly.
Rau, the sky the moon of yellow clay
and the constellation of green wood.
And aircraft along flyways
as a metal toboggan run.
Smell of apples and bow rises
the mornings and evenings.
[ Poetry ]
in cooler page slides into the mouth
Autumn begins to tickle the tongue in the mouth

but the white light bulb Catkin
unplucked and apples

veins and red autumn guldzēs
maybe we paslēpsimies Lamp
in the fall we betray
[ Poetry ]
pastoral II

overhead sun gold Fist
Green and July masonry stoves
but leduspagrabā mauj frost

propelled into wreaths of innocence
alkanes and barrels of beer spigot
the end of the day a lewd mind

of apnicību nezāļoto
like a bull crowns runway notes
paceldamies of Your Voice
[ Poetry ]
NOVEMBER LANDSCAPE

will slowly absorb the tension
of the chilled trees and birds pūcīgiem

white muscle relaxation Riga is borne

below the clouds ballad bajāriskām beards
as white heads
top of foot

and softly rolls incubated sun
[ Poetry ]
cuttings of pussy cradling?
Will be retired.

Indeed, they are difficult to distinguish
of drifts - babies.

Rau, born
first heat
but cold shirt.
[ Poetry ]
mučele still pink bud,
We nenoreibsim nothing.

But soon mučele izplauks.
What will happen to her Hoops!

They broke the dzītiņas - and the
We live under the influence
under the influence
under the influence. . .
[ Poetry ]
blue eyes fate of the dive.
Quality remains tranquil.

Height winds dry out the hay.
Quality remains tranquil.

Vein often hides hints rope becomes.
Quality remains tranquil.

Just alone
eyes of calls becomes.
[ Poetry ]
cast out the fragrance of a flower
the shelter is not
her to this and other night

the wind was blowing drastically
a rover to her uzgrūžas
in dripping melting Fuming
and the rover staying overnight flower
but the smell to wander further
[ Poetry ]
the spinning top spinning
faster faster

Just yesterday, a spinning top was white

childhood
We are confident
that never nenomirsim

no longer spinning top spinning so fast
I see color bars on the
which do not converge to the white

and I do not believe anymore
then that nenomiršu
[ Poetry ]
Rain Today I needed, it is necessary -
That is the day the fire nesadzīt,
Not the fertile, not for, not -
Black Rain asphalt palette.

Black rain, cheap killed
And from that so hard iznirt.
If he rains, then play, play,
Easy to play minted heart.
[ Poetry ]

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