Oil embarrasses me...
Now, with a sunshine...
The character of a keep...
To look where some, have a mind...
Take me
To the proverbial rose bush
Sakes of well-wishers, to see
The hour of a voice, I gush...
When a swallowed pride
Has a speed, of the other side
Of a shadow, forth when shied
How come, I can relate to a smile?
Fate, despair
Has a soothing price, for pride
When oil smiles, the challenge of hair
Heed a pace, ask the difference; to invite...?
A hat to a party, share
A giving star, for a quiet seem
We make in the knowing, care
With the flower of dread; with a sweet breeze...
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 12:54 PM UTC
Oil embarrasses me...
Now, with a sunshine...
The character of a keep...
To look where some, have a mind...
Take me
To the proverbial rose bush
Sakes of well-wishers, to see
The hour of a voice, I gush...
When a swallowed pride
Has a speed, of the other side
Of a shadow, forth when shied
How come, I can relate to a smile?
Fate, despair
Has a soothing price, for pride
When oil smiles, the challenge of hair
Heed a pace, ask the difference; to invite...?
A hat to a party, share
A giving star, for a quiet seem
We make in the knowing, care
With the flower of dread; with a sweet breeze...
what do you get when you cross an eggo and a bottle of your best, rye?
a river in time, lead to an ocean, a new land to...