Predatory prayer:
With the moon
To be as, fine as silk, care
For me, when time comes too soon...
Treasure
In a drink of water?
Said, and applied we're
In the spare and sordid fate there
Sharing, the muse
Which, and to is...
The creation of succor, a wishes enthuse?
A weary eye, has us for bliss...
Quiet, little face...
In the name, of me
A waiting future, to place
A many interim, with anarchy
Have we a happy save?
For a rise of notion, in prayer
The force of a voice, that does share patience for what gave?
Just a mercy?, here is loves care...
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 2:17 PM UTC
Predatory prayer:
With the moon
To be as, fine as silk, care
For me, when time comes too soon...
Treasure
In a drink of water?
Said, and applied we're
In the spare and sordid fate there
Sharing, the muse
Which, and to is...
The creation of succor, a wishes enthuse?
A weary eye, has us for bliss...
Quiet, little face...
In the name, of me
A waiting future, to place
A many interim, with anarchy
Have we a happy save?
For a rise of notion, in prayer
The force of a voice, that does share patience for what gave?
Just a mercy?, here is loves care...
Does a dragon sleep loose or simply youthful? Make the point and save the world the time...