I have a Calvary of thoughts
As I fable with words in my mouth
I least not know when to say them
Water me up so I may cool
The journey has one route
Her say is a map to follow

Make I know what I got
A spaceship of joy and torment of absentia
What wonders I live to tell
Of munchies and a taste of long reserved grapes of wine served by a tower of her lips
Such a mountain to climb up in faith such a ***** in ride back in victory

Make I temper you
Sweet sensations of algorithm
The algebra of feelings
The dance of dolphins in a cocktail beauty
A sip of yes to no of yesterday
Power me in slices
I cough sighs of gold and myrrh
Your my winning score, the coin and charm and lux over my chariot
Down the pendulum I slumber captive of my morrow
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