Grease be a willing
Suggested in rhyme and region
To say a place in the stir, we are fulfilling
Save a round eye for simplicity, and you will see pleasing...

Prevalence, and our sparseness of chances
Time with a relative hope, to the collapse of love
Into a sort's so stilling, that many and instancy is lands
Prowess, if not promise of showing the world asks, about your covenants

Choices we make in a delve of seriousness
Trusted with ambivalent pass, and pasts of conscience's
That consume the thought's of oddity, like a child has blessed
A friend in need with the clamor, possibility understands in sate's presence

Omitted from this cause, is a dread to form the worth...?
Of compliance and measure, we seek for admittance
Of your couth, then cope with a reconciliation that you earned
Sweet and immediate, with the notice of chastity as your problem...

Weal, has a new place of harmony for you
Does this shared and giving nod, to what has a dream
Your means to wisdom and its role for virtue's, collusion's
Of when and where we are the distance to life's homage, is this a world's meaning...?

So strange...
So wieldy with and's severity
So mighty when a passion is mine
So futile for a child to ask, is all simplicity?

Won't and deliberation's few, in focus
Of native wishes we have never made
Till we come and know done, blooming in the must
Shadowed fear's and many more to you, the courage said...

Somewhere a fantasy, if a rainbow's grasp
Shame is a tall tale, to a favored friend
Awaited order, and mortal coil's, to even ask...
Again, the truth is a liberty we earn, by comparison?

Simply no more times, with chances so resolute...?
Without a care under the nose, of peace
And deliverance, showing what could
The tale of commonness, and might, we know a calm's treatise?

Callous and envying hope, for a salt and a silver tongue
Thresholds of vice, to unify all of a suppose, just
A capable iota come to itself, for redemption of a heart?
That says the utmost today, were act's of yesterday in hushed...

Valley's of sweet design, if not privilege
Of compliment and sense, giving the dole of the land
To the wisest of beauty's, a prayer in deified wing's, sighed
The past's of inheritability's dread, is a cunning, for seldom's family to?

Peace in asking
Wished for fruit of common duress
Identifying the cold, should of fact's we are lacking
Tradition in the name of past's, we see in the eye's of each other

Light, for a fool?
Secret's in the cares of familiarity?
Sour rapport, if not renown with life as a tool?
Comparing sound to heir's of witness, paces of actuality?

Torment, and the sight of fear...
Alive in the calling horizon, to tell your seems fortune
Well to seldom, in the strength of what we near...
Is fate a driven rain, or can a tear from nowhere see it's couldn't?

Enemies with a sullen smile, for you...
Shame and tranquility, moving in unison
To tell the tale of frankness, that has a quiet tooth, aloof
In the marvel of preponderance, coming for a question?

So, is race a harbored image, of youth and courtesy in love?
Now, is your fate, the truth to serve us a new care
In fettered lucre and see, the coming commotion of us
No two stirring's alike, the answer is still the couth of tomorrow, now

Sally forth
Each's house and have
In the distance, a welling worth...
Taken to liberty among friends, the gift's we save

More truth at the disposal of not
The promises we made, the ones we fought...
With antiquity's precision, where has our lover been our love sought?
Needing but the atone of a voice for when our humanity is caught...

On the cold shoulder of accept
In the mind and fury's of will's
We savor for a solution of when love is let...
The course of another, is a shrewdness that still's

Wishes in the wind...
Making a little more truth than what a soul could think...
Tenacity and the thunderous drive towards, when
Is avidity our shield, or our patience with an eye to blink?

Strength around about, now
The total of our speed and it's hysteria, in a wish...
To look among the known, and see the call of superiority, so how
But bent on a threshold of duty before plain, are we that or selfish?

Misery
And the notion of one more day
Found in the embrace of other's, a place for history
Where we are the scope of adage, to deliberate another's pain?

Semblance playing
Worlds away from norm's we recollected
Shall we take the time, in saying
The toil of freedom, and the mercy we admit?

Timely, in the sun
Welcome to a today
Tomorrow we are a begging question
Is resolve a risk, or a ray?

Simply, asking the moon
If a reason of psyche, is ours...
Or the insistence of quality, come too soon?
Living with a beam of proof, as if power...

Now and then, again with silent amends?
Total's of reserve, just in the nick of time?
Letting a smile be, the season of when...
We are the door to find, a host of trying

Patience, without a friend, and a sense to lands
Act's and passion with a rue of so...
Is a halting world, in a future we answered, with challenges?
Of an awakening fate, we kept in hand as if owed?

Truth, is my only shield, my teetering on the edge...
Of our shame? a whole clash for sense, as is, as was
Our notion to exceed the fair, freedom's we never let
Once, had the conscience of fear, for the strangeness of us...

Now
And the times to remember me, in a lover's gaze?
Hope we save you from the comparison of soul's
In the voice we make, to tell a different story to ages...

We are, at the last?
Honest query into a fate for due
The composure and silence we have...
Attributed to insolence, for a questioned who?

Many mouth's to feed...?
Substance and its hidden causes, to well...
Threshold's in faster eye's, we have come to lead?
Cold, embittered or surviving this taste of hell...?

Shame a knowing house had to leave...?
Still the times in adroit fashion, a word to concept's?
In the mar of verified justice, we have for needs?
Is a response to accusation so lingering, that we don't, relent?

One step more, and with sincerity?
The past's errors and falsehood, a charisma's most
If reasons come for when we are, superiority
To issue a plea, is a dream's salt forsook, the uncanny host?

Establishing fair, a freedom for saner reproach
Took for absolution in the mix, of ourselves to account
A harrowed show of distances, we never lost to owed
Kindred, and the muse of when we are, the irony we rout?

Love and the milk of human decency, we claim is a given
Craving for youth, yearning, and a yarn of hospitality...?
We find in the mutuality of diplomacy, to a carnal living
We mind for a tear asking silence, if we are blisses keep?

Epiphany's share?
Intimate as we are, with roles
Aided by virtue and silence of norms, to care...
Sweet epitomy, has a snare for what doles...

Charisma under the tomorrow allowed
Weal we fathom, with a begging truth
Stares of poignancy, to reserve honesty as how
Lucre in the limelight, in inclined past's, youth?

Wretched, and forced to claim a tooth?
Well to know, with dour reality to silence?
For a gesture in rises and fall's, the common couth
With added consensus, the problems of vice and imagination

Told to yearning, for a somber salute to needs
Are we the stilled same, taken to reason's form's?
To enlighten, a shrewdness, for a climate we heed
With particular gains and fames, of what is many more...

Kisses with a reserve, for what toil's ahead...
Turn's of happenstance, into a livid could
Courage and predicament to assure, we are met
By the stead and stint of cares, that were jealousy rued...

Bell's and epistles, seclusion with again, to tell a story
Fewer in fear, than a call to avarice, has avidity?
Patience, and tumult, we will know is a condition hoary
With a realm to its might, many more known than what is, being

Tradition, and the envy of disciplines
Among the notion of innocence, until a heart is wrong
About the silence of divorce we have seen, begin meaning
A risking home, to suggest even the day can go all along?