Still Wet

Still Wet

I imagined on a sepia toned

egress

All that you guessed

I know

you have nice text

I grow

romance from san serif

I cant help it if you're

still wet

fonts transmit acumens of intellect

type encrypt

from habakshi rinsed Sanskrit

through

African & Cantonese minirets.

a tasty brioche with alphabet soup

through

tape decks and tascams

to peruse an AI milieu

a placid traced

google translated sinew

through

options ink jet 

these are the untold stories of papyrus

romance as it is just

described as romantic

I fashioned the  boss, the swagg

and the foolishness' of literates

All that you guessed

I know

you have nice sets

I grow this

description

romance from utter opulence