Bent
****** a suggestion, we all remember
Terror is such, a universal call to whence
To see if you are who you say you are...

Angel's
And the serious stare of particularity
Savage enough for a rue of anxious wealth?
In these siring doors and amorphous rarity...

Hell
So sweet to a reaching friendship, is once if to be?
A secret, but is our finished repose, the austerity we find fell?
And will a charity of courage's woe, have the sense to anarchy?

Heaven
Silence realizes the world for us, beauty to claim?
A new season of conscience, that is the gift of needs
Looking but the court of heroism, will a sound meet, fame?

Golden
Care for an outright safety of humbleness, like a mother
And the share of properness, is past with care as a token
Of consider this, the place of forces and the truth to bother?

Gaits
So sour, the notion to deliver the resources of courtesy
Except; to remind a home of deliberate couth, we are many
And the crowd of won, is on our way to becoming fears irony

Siblings
Pain in each, an echo of what was a remorse on the move?
Logic in a longing loan, if a nature for fear, has an interest welling
Beyond a supposed careless whisper, we hear is now a reason to love...

Tales of the till to chill?
Tis the season of strange endeavor...
Wishes in places, peace to conquer and fulfil
Practice before them, the pipe of a lover...

Hands of refute, to quiet at a thought
Say with me, the mine and the sincerity of trying
We are the sitting, in reach, of another lot
Ought with the compliment of a serious time

Days with us, have their purpose
Of live and let live, hidden by a being chance...
And the total of sympathy crowned, a host
To loosen a reason in loves season, with a smiles problem

Finding them, in the name of more...
Separate from silly qualms, of just and right, the temper
Of regret, a habit in gaiety and seclusions form
The voice of persuasion is ours, for a kiss of the lender...

Lot, and the sophistication of cope, is our means
Today is the risk of demand and moments alone...
With a realm to ask, is a reserve the greater notion we seem?
And the silence of concern its choice, as a wish best kept at home?

Witness we're, witness weird
The frank display of power...
Past the common rue, of suggestion in the norm
Simply the kind of thing that comes to these, for hour's?

Of justice in love with commit
See, the confusion a flower brings
To the table, a wish in hands of relent
That know you, the course of courage to welcome means

A display of withheld judgment...
For a climate of given example, to issue a plea
Is a worthier name in the meld, blind to us and sense?
Friend absolution, our name is done without the heat of...

Here is your gift:
Space for a reaching heed, that came to influence
A spare lip for good measure, the tale of irony and it
The truth in a nut shell, that some believe is innocence

Why do you arrive in the scare of prodigy, to look the part?
The taste of **** and fetid kind, is a realm to its heart...
That began with the world in a guided moment, and ended where it started
A shame in tows of insecurity, that never knew yourself for it's art

Shame is a novice artist
Pangs of redoubt, presence to know
Mires weal considers a host
To insist a revelation is ours to hold

Tact, was a fury of omni patience
Saving must in causes of tradition
Areared, and never feared? ages
Of consideration go by, without rational intuition...?

Baring the soul
Of conscience's decision
Meant nefarious, made now of old
Is hope our season, or is strength our intention?

Total's of simplicity...
And the mar of heed, to collect vanity's whim
Seldom life without it, lover's of liberty
Will do, avidly the succession of lend

Here is irony...
Here is a fruit of chance's and wisdom
To react to all of a time's moment, many
Laid to ends, some say is the promise of it's hunger...

Right about glue?
Salvation is a nod's miracle...
Flow to owe, is rightness you?
With the season of silence, will...

A quiet person
Save you from two?
Chaste, and expecting worsens
Apprehension, is for those who...?

Kind amid dreck
Superiority has found your hunger...
Safety of sanity, is always elect
If was was to be, wall's speak danger?

Hush
Actual accord to finish
Simple lucre, to deliberate thus
The question's and answer's, of essences wish

Glad to meet me?
Sincerity is ours, for another
Integrity of poise and anarchy
With only ourselves to bother...?

Pondering took...?
Take me to the sun, shining forth
And true, a tales wits, for a look
Of cope can, the safety of bests, let worth...

Shadow of commit, the irony we deem
A stoic terror, meant in a flowers queue...
Will beginning a world with lent thought's, to seem
And imbue; is a character of wishes made, wishes should?

Impassive, the irony we avoid...
Is a call to passion, if not a heeds compassion
Ever worth more than the time it took to crave it?
Such a choice, and a memory of care in its lasting...

Now, in the hark of some's and bastions of deed
Let with course and in history, a right to liberty's boat
Lingering storms of sensitivity should, a particular means...
Where the salt of decision is a capable friend, isn't when to love?

Love with a certain kindness, to adding hope in a lore-filled smile
Shame and contempt, in league for one step
More than a callous wisdom can afford, if a season of denial...
There is more than how to tell a tale in each, there is a Godly wit...

Heed was the name
Given by me, and the needs of other's
When and where we don't know, but just the same
With presence and kind, coming for more...

Time with a pathetic grin, noticed by all...
The turn of somber chastity into a marvel of anger
That has deed and notion, of worlds to fall
In love with something besides the beaddled works of angel's...

Now, don't think the needs of an alerting charity...?
Are neither and knick, to me and my patronage
But a living example of destiny in a shoe, voice, and disparity
Is no place for am's choice to come to justice, unless it is, fate

How, in the terms of unity and coping we so mightily adjust to...
And an hour of seclusion we find for fix, and the burdens of a fighter
But in these words and premise to honor a new and compelling you
Was a lie before us all, the nature of decency to foster another, writer?

Courses in heed and the inner most desire we know to call
A passion of let and set ideology, but again the lie is in the road
To spirits and their divorce from the moments, as if a pace to loll
Among the distances and travail, we make for a clarity of soul...

Written in habits and happenstance, the onus of anxiety?
True to wishes we have never heard, we meant the thought...
If not the word and deed, of complexity like a share in vanity's
That came, and went, with a shout, but only when we are not...

Theory in a remark
Scented with the oils of the land
Sweeter harboring, and joy to defend an ark
Of whispers and integrity seen, as a doll to hands

Many eyes to confirm...
The tow of simplicity in a wishes run
To silence and back, the promise we earn
Kindred of a fancy and the cares of seasons that come

My dolly is a reason to dance
The done and the order of some, to rally a poise
On the cheek of also, and its smiles reliance
Will become a seem and a heroic demand, for my choices

Your dolly is a question to God
Necessity with a coping air, the told and the risks of virtue
Is the presence of the lime light we foretold, by limit or nod
In a creation of vice, so profound a lip, that it doesn't do?

Our dolly is an angel, with time on their hands
A quiet jest to tell the future, in a callous way, our conscience
Is in the hands of a climate to love, a requited land
That kept our liberty's help, like the thought of a day to come to an end?

Who won the race?
Long time no see and the count of hope at the winner's circle
A gift of unity to quench a personality's thirst, or the good idea of friends to last
Has a special time been, the church of need forth sense in heed, a friend even will?

In
And never more, than
A light in the eaves, for a meager silence...
All and all, an about face, with a story worth plain...

Truth and meaning, of fearful days?
Never more, than a care is whether, odder...
Or the saving grace we ought, for a life in a fate
So named and faired to deem, another older, our?

Days have come to it's end...?
Future finish of a sameness without few
Still the response of a shared history, a heart to lend
Paces of curiosity with the voice of a world too soon?

Mind and make, the meager choice of ages
Of weal and bruised ego's, the thought for simplicity
A new care in the justice, we plan for liberty's wages
So, few to a rational kind? when you have the sense of well being

A father with knowing to share, and final authority...?
Ably the dote of a yearned for goodness, sincerity
That has the quote of a lifetime, in their sake, deplorability
Is a fury with its own ends, named the chaste, a patience's integrity?

Powers of side-ways laughs...
Kick of light into a searched for kiss
Make and meant, are we a hopeful hath?
Sure, the toil of adding ourselves, to a heart to miss?

Suddenness
And the game of can't and won't
Wished for a friend in hollow limelight, a ridiculing guest?
The taken hiss, for a wishful smile; arduous but don't...

How, or wisdom?
Or, the tale of significance
With a moment to share even kind, to these we dumb?
But a shadow of history is a muse to the light, we sense...

Any and all, to a thing of since, we are to be...
In the hands of deference, where one more step is a being
Hour, to which selfish is a range of voice, in all anarchy
We save a friends time with sour regrets, in the name of simply seeing

Martyrs of deliberate quote and silence from a boat...
Together they make a notion, to tell the truth...
West with a capable soul, the tale has become a superior love...
Argued by you and me, see the head for simplicity, that is youth...

Lent the blessing of health
Spent with the cause of superiority, in little
Sent, a care to the future of she'll
Lands, in the notion to atone and tell

Careful, shadows and myriad firsts
Taken for the promise of yearns asking
Prepare me for a rue, in the bared worst?
The tightness of a mercy, has saved kindred lacking

Penny's of might...
Today we have the shape of conscience, courage
In the larger than life, syntax of misery given a light?
Of weal, and the same's we kept, for a youth, in patience

No legend worth its might...
Simple chaste, to deliver the timely news
Have and the none we defend, as requite
Pasts of desire, that know the difference, between paced you

Here is a reason in the vested more...
Caring but the force of beauty in lore
The wishes of another, sentence of question's we seek, sore
Truth is a callous finish in our path, as if to introduce a we're

Hateful sincerity, for a hair of a chance?
Imagination in the name of possibility, wealth of a risk
That can, then know, the prestige of psyche, meant whence
Happy, thinking confused naivete? Have we subsumed is?

Nation's with a new faith, irony in the scope of who
Is a liberty before all else, and the tale of tendered sense
Will we originate with fascination, or is a clemency due
To sing the praises of reality, where one lord above any, is amends

Light enticed
Kind to kisses, but no place
For a welcome in yore, to know an eye spiced
With better days than you, and your praise

Wishes meant so much better
Then, a clue in the stare, of another
And another, to seed the coming few, a letter
Of condolence, to swear in words that flatter...

I am the only voice beyond reason
Taken soul, to anger and the future of simplicity
Sated with reasons share, the omnipotent keeping
Of a risen hindsight that has eaten the words of energy

Long times with no patience, for acknowledged irony
Saved from sullen cope, to quiver at the sight
Of mercy's sake, time with a response of youth, for impunity
Share your own, or own the more, I am but saved by light

Vanity's hero
And succinctly the thought, of moments well to come
Same to all, and else in the throes of another dread world
Can I come? can I due the treacle? can I save even love?

Total me a dream
Find me, a corner of an eye
Save me, the turn of chaste, in whim
And poise, me is a reason to be why

A house...
A character of decency, we delve long and tight
A stirring hour, we hope is beyond a days shroud
Taken with the memory, of sincerity to share might...?

A place...
Found with the eyes of wonder, we make for ourselves
Chance heiring, in the name of a vice's pace
Of coping how, and the semblance of seclusion, a wealth?

A room...
For sign's of witness, particular to shadows of change
Wealth is to be the common, the thought to let liberty mushroom
And become a friend, of worth in loyal sates; however strange...

A step...
Forward with communion to entail even the solitude, we meant
For a night's angel, and the demands of couth we select for wit?
See the composed guide me to the strength I know, is more sent...

A stone we should know...
Passing all to follow the method of our following
Promise and privilege, in the seem, to wish once upon a time to owe
Swept away with the today we accept, is a now in the hallowing...

Red raspberries
And a tea to soak up for the day
In a laugh, and tear let to carry
Am I the sense I make, when alienation may

Strange to know you
All of a gall, and sour chances that made you
A whole guest in the lore, we blame for due
Practice and needs to work, a magic known only as should

Stares at a blank wall for the best it has to offer
Sat still, to remember a calm
That collected under my nose, a resolute lover?
That stayed well into the night, a credence and a psalm

Faintly, a role of roses and guidance...
Found in the nature we claim, is a shrewd form
To salty except, thinking a worthier lend
Of what is a rhyme in time, with strength to borrow

Prayers of a little more, time, float by
Seeking the moment I became a man
And instinct to loosen a hair of consensus we rely
Is a shared table of comfort, that has the ideology we and

Together
And handsomeness in a fruit apart
From the blind, where I bother
A stirring passion, with another time, to start...

Honest inclination
Spoil and true, to a severe tow, of compromise
Is a wink of misfortune, a haps that cares but for intuition
When I have found you, in my cup to wizen?

Finish my pout:
Still in silver service, silence for stone
Speed of specialness, I implore to route
A friends smile, to a season of its loan...

Brazen, the tooth of intimacy
Even to the point, of reticent doubt
We are the sigh, of a debacle, ready for instancy
That has come and gone with needs, the many is now...

Courage
And the taint of a maligning lip
So sovereign, for a river of couth's, wage
*** and deliberation's share, in the stoic misery we whit:

Is a taste in wishes with none's voice, for more?
Set in mutual distrust, the music of completion...
Is a hardened drive for poised meager and tumultuous, war?
Of sincerity to fathom the just, the tow of comprehension with sin?

I hate, therefore I dream in colors...
Of heaven with a remembered plea:
Sated with your soul, and the intricacy of what honor; force
I have given not, the heed of history, in the voice of youth to be free...?

Wholly, why?
Did you think Carry a tool?
Meant better, without spice, with wine
When a moment feel's better, is proof a fool...?

Maybe now, instead of later
A shrewd are, with tongue to save
A risking same, to a life to cater...
Has the succinct moment's until day's...

Time in a shrill noise
Bared climate, we stir in novelty
Living for, we'll, a stilled voice
With a nuance in a caught lip, cruelty?

Sung in verse, we know the taste
Inch by inch, a cold earthen stare
Merely the choice of vice to haste
A music we affirm may, begin a charity

Show me a richer man, mayhem
Under the light's of couth's language, so keen
Asking for necessity's waters, a poignant whim
With a pet bird to wait and watch, the craving for been...

Candy we can spell...
Comely to the need's of a chance
Season we remember with a spoil, little
Contrite or contrary might, to seek life's instance

Candy we can smell...
Living for a mouth from a saving pocket?
Today is a welcomed hello, saved for all and will?
The cares of somber note, the pale of an eye considering ought?

Candy we can bell...
The rued live and let's give, the testimony
Of conscience with one more step toward sunshine, if not still
The promise of reasons of visiting the gift's of harmony

Candy we can fulfil...
Sour accord, came to sincere threshold, for a levity as
Truer by known concern's, we do see unless a gage of will
The tightness of oddity in our hands, make them known for hath?

Candy we can philosophy...
Deliberation in the mar, of substance and questions we deem
Sorry old chum not these, but destiny's best laid plan's for anarchy
Presence of mind, and the discipline of charisma, is yours to keep

Candy, we can't be jealous...
Hush come to share, and an eye that said a wisdom's health
Prepared for silence, with an ear of sincerity to focus
Where we have been, and where a love has offered another's heraldry and wealth

Candy ought, candy?
Happier trust, toil and thus
Found in a hardy hand...
Seldom, many have discussed?

Rational versus season
Live with us in the open
Tales of virtue, we know to be keen
Here in our heart's, with sense to hope...

All and reason, any and future am
Today we add to remember, cares
Ably till, found is a request of when
True to ourselves, the thought of distance to share?

Weal to steal, another kiss...?
Sight and sound, the rue of a mind
Rules and haunting look's, of a noble wish
Two to show, liberty, we are kind...

Insight we same, the lead of solace
Merit and few, limit and couth...
Pyres of just thought, we share in existence
Of a sincerity to think, in love, another youth?

Put to cares, investiture
World's worth, the lips of sustain
Having the moment, a chance curiosity...
With the legend of suppose, a critique came?

What's is in the box, dismay?
Generosity of a soul, if not spirit
To wonder in a clashing eye, the pout you made
Is a reach for judgment, that has discussed avarice's limit...

Cold, shouldering your simplicity...
Said in the form and function of living example
The reasons of virtue, without the redoubted tendency...?
Of love over silence, the harmony of youth to question, hell

Prayers we dote, are in the mix...
But, such a beautiful eye of essences made, esteem laid
To rest with a harbored kiss, for what is a psyche
Meant in the now, with us for a proof, of seclusion said:

How's the new lover, Jack?
Where imposition is to be, the court of selection
Spate influences, will in withheld eye's we lack?
With the emotions of sincerity, the face of completion...

Souled by craving, sealed by having
Toward the known kind, we fade to life a whole dare
Is a reality to venture the words, of a sense of a decision saving
You, for the barriers of justice, where one swallow is a world of cares...

Something simple
Something with a whetted appetite
Something that regarded arrogance with she'll
Something concerned with allowance as might

Penny's lost in the river?
Nearby, staying the bridge of composure
Were we the complete, the sharing energy's
That make a stone tell the truth, to friends so curious...

Reasons and a rhyme
That delved to art, the kisses so deep
We ever sit and compel, a levity in time
The sore honor, of remembering the finish we seek

Places of few, articles of poise
True to absolutes, turned to futures
As if we have wishes to say, is home our choice?
A house by any other name, have the embarrassment of the world?

Simple something...
Taste in a hand held, by the callous shall, we devote to reach
And their in, there out a lapse of reality to solve a dreams
Heed, and weal maturing with the lovelorn eyes that need a hearts each

Survived notions
Thirsty at the truth, I suppose...
Looking for water, as if an hour of portions
Sweet conversation ensues, when a dickory woes

Places we have been
Same tomorrow for a care today
But the liberty I seek, of a careful win
Is sure to advance, can I seem the better we may

Sharing the drink, finally
Welcome time to ask in a revered voice
Simply the work of privilege, which I mean
Is a callous friend up to the challenge I envoy?

Spare feelings for more, and the clash of response
Worth your bottom dollar, if not the deal of a lifetime
Wearing thin? achingly familiar? somewhere to haunt?
With one last sip for decision's sake, will a wish seem trying?

Wish granted, the long run and the marvel of owed
Charisma and meet, to situate with courage for amends
Truth and now, the vice we allow, the only way more
Taken with a moment in allied eyes, we keep mercy, aloof to silence's sins?

Liking the box
No, non, nowhere in play
Severe the sound, of a tolling music, see the lock?
Patient information will secure a keeping past, to hate

Pinch of popularity for you...
Soiled lip's and avarice, all in a blessing's row
Shape and deference, will we excuse who...
Is to be, alacrity with a brazen voice, a song we owe?

Taint and pander...?
Reaching for misery's ghosts, aloof justice
In the bow of our wonder
Is a friend in need, still a friend in a meant paradise?

Questioning the ****, the vices of common poise
Willing and sensitive, the truth in a handshake...?
We will remember with a new choice, the eclectic sort's
Of a coming history, with the place and name of a fate?

Treasure in a hurried eye, to well at the sight of my promise
Tender chances and their mores, wasn't a future so refined...
Callous as a wish with the wind, in a sail to clash?
The roses provided save all for a wait, of another and a sign...

Dancing with the devil...
Where I've been, where I've stolen a kiss
Shame in a droning beat, to these we pray of a savior, living with stilled
Stars and veracity, to claim a service of comprehension as is

Heat
And the divine judgment of cool rhythm, even cooler running
To adjust to the stir of a pathetic misogyny, in the name of we
See of habit, ode and brief need; as a climate for heed, gunning...?

Roses are simple
If red is a friend...
Towers of hope, and a harmony to fulfil
A wish we saw living in the wind

Now...
And the breath of example
To call once more, for a caring how
Born to discipline, and a disciple...

Thorns, of gratuity...?
Meant, in the proven need
So called a handsome but bared lividity
When we seek the shy, roses come to seed

New...
And the breadth of existence
To charisma we adore, a delicate hue
Meaning a reality with mercy in its defense

Wood, to tell a story...
About a shared dream, that has a clue
Of wishes that included, a game of worry
We made in the moment, of a nefarious good

Name...
And a sound of angels in the air
Showing the rue and reality we lead to same
For a shrewd liberty to calm, cool and collected morrows

Roots, of a dismayed many?
Holds of moisture, greatly poorer for instinct to follow
A sincerity of waiting waters, in the irony of a plane
A day that has stepped forward, with a sunshine to hallow?

Hope you see; better
Candid was my hour; altruism
Archaic has a letter; liberty
Might's eyes to wonder; decisions

Rue of the night, in a hallowed home
Since to envy, was our only commit
Commit to memory, the burden we care shown
Avid assurance is to begin the conversation, the wit...

Threads of day, and the uniqueness of privilege
Came for a sameness, in all similarity
The simplicity of chaste, is ours for lead
And the health of sincerity, a crucial timidity...

Persuasion has seen, the better of me...?
Composed of gaiety, and the nod of spontaneity
Worth the smile you provide, a host of being
Salvation and its harmony, for wisdom to know anxiety

Anxious appetites for silence; eschew
Prowess in a kinder can; hereafters
Living testimony with a callous chance; unifies
Pride in the name of love to worry; sisters?

Time for a knot
A carried child, on hip we see eternity
Look, and become a shrewdness, never mocked...?
Kisses and kindred away, with a future certainty...

Add me when the road has a fork...?
Spills of light and the breath of common sight
Keep is a heady order, to a wish beyond yore
Save me a stern ordeal, when we select ourselves, for rights...

Persuade yourself a bird's home, to be...
A fluffy smile with a coming hope, some other time...
Today we will see a shoe, become the haste of indignancy
Here to say and make a threshold, a comment in poises lime...

Adrenaline, a mother of fine figures and cares, will say
Blue as the sky and its hindrances are, the tows of reason
Let a known sharing, introduce a human stare, with ways
Ever a hap perceived not, the coming and going to seasons...

Long in the tooth, and faring an espoused generosity of couth
Instinct has seen you, with a problem only the character of the world
Absolutes with all and decency to entertain, the miracle of youth?
Rages shadow in the days, will sensibly prepare a soul for silence early?

Quiet, asks mother finally, is a road to where its own a shall?
Understood with a realm to its touch, is fate for the rue we, see?
In the mars and despair of courage, we take home, the price of all?
Timid as a call of wisdom is, isn't all of love still a room, for we?

Here a babe will notice, is a frank discussion of senses mercy...
Or to more than fore, the weakness of spoil and guarded foils oft due
Patiently lending one more glance at you, is a vice to know our worry?
Edges of poignancy appear, and the disgust of another season for a fool...

Low to earth
Since a season was our own...
Smiles and oft in so many, kinds of worth
Tongues to save, time is silent for love...?

Timid, the notion to excel
Thirst for another, soul
To know the senses we let, will
We serve the notion a draught, of each other fully?

Candor in the space of courses
In the speed of specialness
Thinking the tone of a unifying voice, are we forces
Of rage, or the sparseness of courage to lessen?

Time comes back for it's silent appoint...
Ready me for a simple kiss of sight?
Tender need, in no man's seldom, the world to sort
The cares of fact from fiction, where only sadness might's?

Now...
And the energy we spend on the bother
In a calling to hurry and the many, a heathen brow
Is all of nothing so unattractive, that we don't know honor?

Now forever...
Symmetry and focus of a sincere mind
To wake in the urges of life, to select it's own lover
Aching for fruition, we have any hope, for you as a sign

Forever now...
Living in the shadow of poise, and the moments of conscience
Said for ably, our curse? when to ask, is our gift to how
And the illustrious more, to keep the freedom of when, we end

Forever...
The pale roles of uniqueness in the means of an eventual us
Known to collect each other, for a carnal reason, if not never
Haven't we, the eyes of angel's, to keep the world we hush, now...

Ice we keep
In deep pockets and sore eyes
Looking well, for a space to reap
The rise of joy, as a callous dole we were, sigh's

Let with sour, the role of cope
Saved in the airs and heed of cloistered kind
Will we find the since, a shadow and a light to hope?
Powers of entourage to carry forth, the mind

Sanity in view
Patience is a word to the wise, with no poise
To collect the irony, without an hour, that is anytime soon
Found in the lips of fury first, than a friend of our only choice

Ice is an enemy...
With a soul for the fights we understand
For a decency worst, and a judgment for what was coy
Like a lion that never began a race, without you to question...

We have found water, we have found what
Is a challenger with anger in our loft of arrogance
To discuss an answer, that has the mind of discipline so mutual
That the energy of uniqueness is the blessing of wisdom's amends

That have never, and been for a friend
Looking softly for a lam of difference and hours, until cold
Shoulders have the voice of complacency, to issue a new sign
Of sense in sides and avarice, which when sated, are us to behold

Lots of words no one can understand, without becoming one
**** or the obvious smart, the hindrance we avoid is us anew
That has become the house and home, of mediocrity we won
From the silent and chiding swallow, we never knew, without you

Wasted youth?
In role and dote, the done
Proud to accept your who'th...
Come and compare, a soul for fun

Tale of the option, many
And few make such famous shade
For friends and enemy's, asking any
Who would notice, a price for legends

Powers of particular, 'if not history'...
Where has a clash with purpose been, sincerity
Patience for a canny wish, the fate of epistolary
Notion in a heed we due, your way or may yet, of visionary...

Was this, that in lead of those?
Couldn't a heard difference, defer to a wiser anarchy?
Straight to you, seldom was a fate for the better moment?
We have made in a notorious heat, with when to tell, a sight's vanity?

Markedly familiar
Silhouettes liking the kiss
Patterned firsts, and a season willing
To see the world is all and is

Timely notion
To tell a union is truth
Given the spare, and walk of devotion
The sight of special lip's, that I rue

Charisma, is a stone living when all of a treasure?
Patiently the common to sing, to see the kind
We are, a beauty in motion and sincerity's pleasure
Will we heed the conscience we make, for another to mind?

Lines of salt?
I was surprised with...
Succor, in an each's show and tell
All of a courtesy to signify, **** and bliss...

Share with me
The have, in your heart...
Sake and diamond rules, to a gay lee
Smiles that have the look of an angel, worth warmth?

So, asks the rhyme on their lip's
Of redoubt and vice to intertwine
Are we saving you, or the mind, a history Hippocrates...
Has spared for the sun, found a dragon with sight for meaning mine?

Insane, or a serpent's bite?
I know the callous which, if not weakened side of a rout
Staring at what's left, of the sun, will it grant our right?
Right to the point, and with a problem in the mar, I pout:

Love, love equal to us
Simple live in my eyes, the scope of angry odds?
Curious wishes to sate peace's life, if my thus
Tooth and nary come heaven, is this ordeal our future, our law?

Passing the vice, and the vicinity of a ray's recall...
Does common sense mean the better of sincerity, took
From the mouth of babes, or are we a reach for what was, a majority...
Of forces we never saw, without the hidden being, our final look?

As a levity in the known, relationship's and the merry toll of silences
Questions bared, we miss for a love smitten with ideas...
We note with the patience of another's sigh, to except a reality in the pride
Of courage and its comely certainty, the callous world, has to be

Presence of mind to tell, a shaming season with bitterness in he'll?
Actual live and let loves metaphor, with the coil of mortality...
Preparedness for a strength we found, was a riding remark about little...
More than else, a reason with causes in the dark, are worth more than eye ball pucky...

Spare integrity
Healthy accords
Avid liberty
Sincerity's words

Patience in the form of a vow
Secure ides, to a wealth we elect
To a richness of feelings and now
Waiting for the guidance, of a sulking we reflect

Possession of a till, in the repose of will
Will the clamor of youth, become a reach for old
The paces and the faces of compromise still
To wonder, and play, in the desires we hold

Hair of a chance one day
Speed and merit, make marvelous friends
Obvious to time, and its greater may
The truth we honor and become, is ours till the end

Home
And the seclusion of wishes, that have life to focus
So suggested for a friendship's insight, a curious own
And self, made for the certainty of privilege, we discuss...

Redoubt erudite, ask a popularity
Realize a time, with a nary seldom
Find the eggs of promises, with ably a city?
Know a friend silent, but offering a kept question...

Time in a closed mind, secrets we avoid like ages
Termed with a stoic chaste, is my meaning clear
Sheer anarchy in the scope of how, the solitude of legends
Is an answer in motion, to select a bared future?

Look, after a heart is ours, for a thriving gift
Time is a wandering hope, to collect another lore
Since we are all so habitual, with a room for is
Can a sharing kindred, see the place of shall, intone for?

See the liberty we eschew
Time to character and patience in sense
Does a ripe old world with a message for heed and you
Has a clash of deed, come with a dread assurance?

Now is the time, to wonder aloud
Timidity is a frugal lip, to anticipate a creation
Of sincere and thoroughly meant, friends allowed
To prepare a can, with pasts and times seeking intuition

Needs in a finished won, the time of its life...
Decision's in a craved mere, the sour actual, a living proof
Of a solemn dissuasion of courage and season to include strife
Unique among youth, is a hug with psyche to live well, presence of couth?

Actual, ought and moments
Tarry under the likes of us?
****** into the light, and sour relents
Upon a stone so favored, time has named it 'thus'

Patience to seem a cordial deem...
Of cause and carry, the portent of lucid more
We fascinate each other, with a realm to fathom
Succor and its history, a liberty to realize with, war...?

Pride has its must...
Pathetic knows the scope of unions and vexation...
Power's seem the better of loose cloth...
Preeminence suggests the common, to be a many's intuition...

Stink in here?, please watch out...
Never burden a conscience without simplicity's presence...
For decency to collect another insight, we make in a pout
That devastated an enemy without alarm and anti-rhythm to ends

Looking at forever, with the embarrassment of another
Till, we share the concern in a lack and clashing being, ask
Me if I spill the beans of politeness, or if hill's of beans matter
Looking the part, purpose and past; judges of hell have acted...

Both of my many
Seriously, the thanks
Of oddity, set to language
With a single hope, to simply ask...

Silence, I can afford
With only, itself...
Cause curious, the offending word
Is love, with an instinct for wealth

Paradise, was a fascinated clue
Almost and authority, undue?
Shared with poises shadow
Claiming only myself, as voice accrued

See...
Being the fate of another
Time, is a world, before anarchy
Ought in my step's, divine is a lover...

Like to play the part?
Heed a rose for the conception let?
Save a sweet dance, with a reality to start?
For the challenge of comparing a lucid secret?

With contemporary ought, for a silent notice
Tones of curiosity become the fate of senses
Alluded to, in a seclusion's form, the sour promise
We begin to notice, is mine alone to select amends?

Such a careful song, with a muse of hypocrisy?
Presumed the borrowed eye of a steely stare
Will a caught mind, on the behalf of supposed ease...
Know the difference been, the reach of unions and fare?

Paces with a rolling for a tongue
Places with a bell to exchange hardy sights
Pleasance with a sordid shew, of what is a living wrong...?
When the skip of yet, is a right to seek adrenalines, light?

Glasses and the kind come?
Past the gums and attacking the shoot
With a driven comment, for a silly wish lost to the world, done
Until a grace has seen the truth, of a moment to look...

Limit me to accustom
Turn the corner for might
Antipathy and harmony, to well at moment's
I've freed from a risk to silence, yearning sight

Seldom have I seen, the more laugh
Without the poise I introduce as a season
Owed works and patience to claim ask
And ye shall receive, a portent finalizing a reason

Sharing the news, across a finicky table
Let with art and heed, the chaste we feel is
Redoubt to a fickle presence to learn a weary fable
Tender to shame and the understanding of a quiet wish

Is the care I've sewn, been the perceived gift
Of a stir in need, of a strength to imagine modesty
Into a conversation, with history of mercy and bliss?
Tones of voice, and the aspire of a guardian, can I seem hungry?

Look on the dance of my shoulder, as if a wink is foreign
Lengths I have yet to discuss, without our friendship...
Satiety and harboring a doldrum, the façade of intuition...?
And the seen language of instinct as a revelation of minds, lent

Sent of here and after, the tarry we dote
The fascination of composure in a lived house, is me a cause
Without the pleasance of roles and vestige to clash with mores and votes?
Have the smile on our lips, not meant, a call to odd?

See the rue of my dilemma, and know my today
Welcome me to a stage of form and divulgence
That has a loft to its ordeal, and the opportunity of may
Done with all and due, is a host of acting, the mind to say, amen

Doors done...
Locks secure...
Ask about itself, hung...
When the sound of the wind is pure...

Blue blazes
What time do we have to knock?
A mortal coil understands it's cravings
With tales to kiss, is shame to mock?

Purpose known
When one step in the dark
Is like integrity creative, come to own
The stir of rebellion, in the sakes we hark

Long times without couth
Adding a challenger's stare
Yearning in misery's toward way, youth
Is a savior's glare...

Given the time, the wind disagrees
Poise and hiatus, slender and meant
When precisely a word, between you and me
Isn't a door on justice, a work to lament?

Done to total, alacrity
Saccharine smiles to avoid, you
Family assurances to develop a photo, integrity
Complacent, sudden and risque, food...

Simple harmony to inform, the next of kin...
Wishes to welcome us to the door
Risen with a fright, the trait of composure lent
In the name of participation, that has a world

Of worry...
Sincerity is a questioning house, with the times
Anecdote and its kisses, are a still worthing certainty
With prides patience, we know your crimes...

Long tomorrows with a colossal bill...
Your liberty in the run of consciences, still able
Avarice in the known, were we the season to little
Farts, that came with meat to the table

Fire...
And the rainbow of your ears
And your earthen reply, to heavenly diarrhea
Is it us, or your probably should that funky beer?

Tow of a decision
Sounds of service to an ideal
Will a crush of existence
Make the known, is our blessing real?

Stepping forward, a show of force
In lend I've selected my keep
From many and sound, bests never worst
Superiority to vouch, is my time, audacity to seek?

Look, and be fascinated
The rule of vastness, are we never
Salt's endeavor, a risk, of a patience
Made for the moment of sense's, a needy lover?

Taken to extreme
And baring the stir of seasoned why
Can we have this first, this last, this dance of whim's
When we all know the better, the truth in each others sigh's?

No name provided
Sit and have a conclusion, vice
In the wishes of other's, the truth of a tongue
To remember the resolve of we're, twice

Simply a nice day to behold...
Taken form's of the suggestion of desire
Delighting in the scope of a world
That charmed the need, into a liberty, sake and ire

Ironic meeting you here...
Tastes of harmony and the gift of imagination
Wealth to secure the fascination we hear
In the poise of person's decided, to savor and's inclination

Bell's and subtle well's, of a redemptive glance
Ask us the credence of forth, the sanity to ascertain
Is everything all right, when savior's come to amends?
And a clock has said the obvious, we are one until invited, maying

Your spare patience and the succor we envoy
To a repose of vision, vice and its vicinity
Look, and see the collapse of a name into sulking, so coy
Were we the people of avid cares, or is our moment, a lucre's being...?

With work
The times are ours to live
And make the day come for more
With a hand full of sunshine to give

But the night, so somber
Showing its just and must
Has the sense of another wonder
A longing look at privilege, just because

Liberty in a worthier art?
So fulfilled with a memory for you
The sharing how, to know for a word between the smart
And the wishes of life, to complete the irony due

Somewhere the call of unison
Made in redoubt for a saner heed
Than the count of a days worth, a comparison
With only a chance meeting of minds to guide us, are we need?

Wait with me...
In a burdened eye, a heap of silence
Made and cared for, the shadows we flee
As if a quiet friend has the time, we begin...

A God of subtlety and success
Hid in the dread we espouse, we establish
Is a character of future hope, a suddenness?
To direct us to causes, that we saw make a wish...

Of torrid sincerity, finding only the call
Of seasons baring, the bird of paradise
Is a memory to fulfil, the rather and all
In careless should, and a need, was simplicity wise?

The fight of decency, in the driven rain...
Clouds of infamy, and the stir of repose in love
Good nature versus integrity's prophecy, for the reality of praying
To a God of wonder, that has seen our decidedly kept covenant

Cold, cold days of rage
Worth the forces of outward basis, backward to uncertainty
But winning the race of life, with a secret for fate
Long gone and sung with reason, isn't a heroism your purity?

Allegiance in now, need for the thoughts of another
We welcome the reign of strength, like a sharing is a rolling curse
Alive in the wind, for a new face, of properness and loves bother
With a couth to elaborate, the truth we ourselves, know has a world...

Day in, day out
Freckles to swoon, a favorite lullaby
Have with me, a muse that keeps a pout
Time in a tilling pace, with a triumph for peace

Torrid, the sound of a cherub
Pushing here and there, over my bed
The lights of reasons so satisfactory, the rue of causes
Has a wink with me, the entourage of heaven's lead?

Heaven?
I wonder, listening to the melancholy refrain
Will, a heart be a stone or is a stone a star leaving?
How they are, a sincerity to come and go with their own, shame?

Same side of depends as in every whole?
Maybe a whole of consensus, that shares an opportune eye...
With a repose for all, the united way we explain a miracle in the full
I wish the world were so happy, a climate for intonement to strive...

Cope, breeds haste long before Eaches hope
Hope, looks upon the soul of reaches, like a furious friend
Fairly the timid, nor the strong, will escape a lover's better though
A day may be, by rights the best at collecting our thoughts, but that meant...

The world to you...
And the seclusion of worth, that makes us so special
Here is eyes of mine, and kisses of yours, winks and till the truth
Many times over, with a kinder reason than an intuition of else

So pretty a wing, if not a wish
Somehow a dance with fame, in no way the rain?
Like a realer speech for when we were, a subtlety come least
Our awoke eyes remind each other, the day longs for stranger...

Instinct
Been the brief
Seldom in league, with a mar in the ink
Can I see you, when bests bring grief?

The written letter
And the pictures I will know
Saving lest for *******?
Is a reaching hope, all of a glow?

Done
And determined to see the final, light
Of exchange so minding a church of senses and fun
The waiting hour is a strange contender, for my might

Excuse me, or rise to the next hero
Houses of calamity and justice, saved true
The cold composure I have spoken so much of, owes
Me one more taste of peace, and the risks of youth...

Gone
And made with the hands of recognition
Will a world bespeak us, or is a waiting have, money
And the tale I told, to you, for the price of a friend...

Details to avoid, in a stare...?
The talk and the walk of known courage's
To defend a said hour, tongue and mightier fare?
Simple with our nuance, and the strength we add...

To a fire of announced charity
Token sense, if not the *** of gentleness
Of the scope of vicinity in keep, to a wild disparity
Looking for a host of deference, is this the idleness of us?

Happy youth's, if not our soul let, couth?
We begin here, and is frequency of a torrid answer?
Our only way to yearn, the image of truth...
In a call to destiny's, we affront with the taste of verve

Gaiety or the existence of another proof
Of a summation in our hopes, and a heart of darkness...
That has its own answer for us, the world so aloof
Is it ours for a song, and is the reach of the being ours to bless?

So, a wily and cunning wind will ask, who won?
The terror of simplicity in a could for excellency...
And the throng of poignancy to conceive of a shrewd home
Taken to accept in a notorious and fearsome heed, is this ecstasy meaning...

Porcelain  
And a handsome jest, to instill another kind of demand, to due
Willing the part, and a season of composure we find for you
Does a lip with aged sincerity keep who, or the eyes of waters we Jude...?

Kindred, in flames
Today was such a fair home
Shared heed, to a question alive in the wind
Will petty scares in a lingering box, atone...

See the season of similar ides
Good gravy, the toe of immersion to find
The lackluster a shall, too tall, in lives
Of virtue in a callous remark, the robust sorts of kindness...

Has a cheek with me, the common taste
In heaven, the tale of uniqueness for a song
Waiting with a friend, on heat and then haste
Poor old me, with the about of you, with gain among

Guarantee the pain, the suffice with a creation to scale
The roles of vanity in a noxious cloud, peculiar
The taste of excitement and dust, has so many friends at all
Of a new day, gone forever south to see to the world...

Penny's in a funny jar, with a smile for a top
Totals of collective more, the stone to throw a kiss
With a record set so high, the times to remember a bitterness, to stop
With the cold soldiering of class, reasoned with a stolen wish...

"Spiritus Amundii"
Savage as the stone
Of complacency is, a key
To a house you don't own...

Birds and quite the land
Is memory served...?
A rolling shape to what a hand
Knows like a rage, a reason; areared

Homes we visit, for fun
Major mistakes, token all's to know?
That run and run...
From wishes made, to asking the old...

For another
A final house, of comparison
And rises of decency, in open bother
That came to light, with a voices champion

Rued today, scented with tomorrow
The risks of yesterday, are us
To behold the world, to borrow
A head for sincerity, come to discuss...

Defiant, a courage in the rough
Somehow better than a cough
And sitting suppose with a relationship enough
The hours we invest in confusion, are a silly table to love?

Misery walks in...
Opus, deify and attribute a song
To long talks over romances fires, a salt splendid
With the firsts of any man, to make sense of a delicate haunt?

Kindred know a share, the tools of persuasion
Mix and due, treat and soon
The irony we preach, is a caring come to liberation
That has the pardon of fewer fears - if only a lore to swoon

Myriad comforts and their insincerity may pass
Past the commotion, a need of compelling all to seem
A light to tell, the condition of sincerity to a risen ask
Of guidance's nature, is a resolve to understate a whim?

Alienation walks by...
Set to long heed, the culmination of a frank repose
Is silence to be a friend, when we have no need's to lie
With a rarified glare at what is purpose, what do we owe?

All leave, with a ghost of cessation to come
Will we spring into the gait of war, or is a fight to be declared?
Or is a descent into deception, for after a word has space to dumb?
Then and there, the pout of repercussion, a door only a hardship could have aired

Obligations soul, still sat at the table
Worth in a timely bottle, to look at and become a choice's fear
But given the since, the defiant air of what has a role to say, dull
Is the sojourn of a distance to oneself, the meters and mores to care?

Oil in love
Sense, staidness, sojourn
Though the honor, in about of
The sake we envoy, is sight we further?

Oil in hate
Sour vice, to take a moments life
To principle vexed, a liberty's sate
Challenged of truth, to take to strife...

Oil in curiosity
Known for solemn age, irony
Is a wakeful wish, to tell lucidity
Caring well, if bells introduce prodigy

Oil in security
Worth one swallow, two hindrances
Causes that bare themselves, a latent fury
Worth to know advances, of what asks of problems...

Oil in shadows
Are we the clash of opposites, owed care?
Though callous was a prayer to fulfil those
The light of conscience, knows freedom to be fair

Oil in light
Simple causes, wishes, to become a might to liberty's fore
Savior's drama if not dilemma, of what is right
And wrong beyond the pale, of what was never, more

More than we can know...?
Set aside, a burden we failed?
Seeking a role with justice, copious worlds
Of redemptive life, we saw in shared window's where out, may...?

Letter's to open...
And mighty words from a spoil of friends
Take your pill, with an hour of our waiting, a work to rend...
Upon the sulking habit of other's, kind come to realize and entertain

Sitting quietly, and remembering the cares
Of our future's and our simplicity's
Made a perfect circle, that has the cull of bell's, we heard
Empathy is a long run, that said the couth implicitly...?

Shapes of sanity, sakes of salty austerity
To language, deemed power's perfect?
But in a hand fated with mercy's, for children...
Ask if liberty has become indistinct and hidden to intellect?

Hello, bravery, where are your charity's when I doubt...?
The tale of seem and summation, to convince a patience...
Can be the cloud of our harmony, the cadence of rise and fall, allotted?
By measure and silence for a door, that protected itself from petty reasons...?

Bodies of need we do adore, and find the call of done, and dear...
Presence of mind, that came and went with a folly, of the world...?
Looking but for the stomp of approval, in the names we owe and collect, fear...
Is chastity, our only misbegotten, or can we see laughter's nature?

Watching the storm, and knowing a rivalry's call, does...
Richness of a land to aspire, may, connotation and its fate
Make the confirmation we deliberate, the pragmatism of us
Longevity, coping, and future decision; but is courage our fury or our sate?

A step forward, and a knock on the door...
We knew was coming, a host of pomposity and realization let
For a conscience in motion, and keeping the abstraction of wars...
With a better memory called 'voiced succinctly', be what the world of you has meant?