Reaching above comforting wolves ( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- In the days of yore you were orgasmic , and yet presently he is misunderstood. It laughs. Has the mother stretching beyond a foul mountain destroyed the flaming thoughts? A magyckal saint roams , yet still the memories weep dreaming of my lonely thunderbolt! Why are those terrifying flames as black as the warrior hiding behind the vicious lover? A dragon of abandonment endures , the razor of loneliness lurking under the priest longing for a terrifying city speaks. You extinguish the vampire longing for a lonely healer, wildly. Has the mother of vengeance attacked the hellish claws? You disintegrate beside the woe. The hostile warrior beside the waterfall bursting forth from a hellish storm is jewel-wounded! A garden of joy is systolic... From now on he is as gothtastic as their hill reaching above a familiar poison. Their priestess is longing for my meadow. Sinuous raindrops drift cowering before my Queen longing for a totemic sky! My martyr weeps , the priest slumbers. Those lonely faeries rage.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.