Aloft and risen to the heights and sunken low and brought down low and suffered there to be unlike another. Unlike and un-alone. For never would he let her individuality go unpunished by her peers and kin.
And sun. Chasing round and round a game of floundering chance. A lost sensation. A blundering conflagration and lovers parted ways and set at odds. The earth a child in between masked from the fury and left unseen.
With hunger he rejoiced and in its tender comforts he sought relaxation and relief. Mmmmmm his stomach growled. MmMmmmmm he growled long too. For tastes he had not touched but yearned for. What curse it was to be a man with stomach bound.