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Bram Elswick Dec 2015
Choose not the day but the life you live
One chance to make a promise
Do you dare keep it?

Death could only make a fool of you if you let it she said.
As we walked into new laughter
Traces of humor reminded me of a past life
Take my hand and let's make love after she said.

Fidelity is admired only as a mimic
Play the card and choose your fate
There's no time left
The hour is getting late
Let's create a date.
Set a plan
For you and me man
Stand upon me
Stand upon thee
A liars best trick is never revealed.
Bram Elswick Nov 2015
Immaculate sunrise within her touch
I taste the colors of her skin.
Her eyes shine bright
Green tinted seas of truth.
The feeling of overwhelming joy
Takes me away to oblivion.

— The End —