Association String #2

North fear fire eats kind in kind the kind in kind so joy goes far and wide and far voluptuous joy in her evening dress the petals the flowers the roses all scattered and joy in the dress without the dress in a heap north of here of the mark. In the dark is joy and joy is the dark. Rest birds wait weights yearn going to take under to undertake the sound the song the flight of the lark. Break little ponies little stallions of Helios little shoulders of Pelops little boasts of Antinous time comes you all come little late little soon, with the call of the moon. Naked white in northern lights aurora tundra quite the night drenched in sweat in rain in firelight. Out in the cool blue air; shadow gloom shadows room the illicit tomb the royal share, Tutankhamen on his golden chair, and the dogs’ bark.