Promised lands
Had in the hands of temperance?
Show me a soul, to survive the price, of also ran...
And I will show you, a courage to make the lifetime of a chance

Patience for a summation known
None and absolutely the bared
Brief as a hindrance in gray, can be and to own
Mighty is as a silence many, when presence comes to fair

Tokens of redemption
We fate with a savior, or his jaundiced kiss
Look a wish in the eye, and keep me at arm's length
To worth we understate, a host of another wish...

Predilection
Avid and musing in the shadow of thus
To never squander, but giving squalor a reason's protection
Till we see the smile of the sun, sake a risen miracle for us

Share with thee, the nature of kingdom come...
Turning to chaste, the ilk of resumption and its seasons fancy
Works of dismay to clash, we have seen the callous wink, of home
Become a relationship with misery to due, the whole of remnants, see...

Long teeth and truth's of night
Simple news in a solemn hand, to remember you
Tact and its lesson, saved as we are from a curses right
Is your justice in mind, or is jude a survivor of anger and its glue?

Safety first
Said a yearning sunshine
To the best of me, reaches for sense and burst
When an avail is ours, to complete a sigh...

Safety wind
Append and appoint, the course of a friend
Showing us this and that, to excite a giving
Of resolution in our way, excess of curiosity to end?

Safety theirs
Energy we mean, meant in the heart of synchronicity
True to a silent offering, that has seen a prayer's
Confession, the toll of even tides and them ide's, we invite to liberty

Safety forth
To a treasured irony, the tale of implicitly
The tarry of spare feelings, and the source of more, worth
In the name of a simple future, love is ours to introduce, eaves of heaven?

Safety independence
Astute in a couth, assumed in a truth
Saving heed, for a generosity to understand chance
And your still here, with a mind to begin, another soul worth youth?

Safety came
Decency in a real venture, of done and will, beauty
Have the senses of reach, reason and reign?
To tell a story on the opposite side of the might, we saved for you to prophecy...

Lines of salt?
I was surprised with...
Succor, in an each's show and tell
All of a courtesy to signify, **** and bliss...

Share with me
The have, in your heart...
Sake and diamond rules, to a gay lee
Smiles that have the look of an angel, worth warmth?

So, asks the rhyme on their lip's
Of redoubt and vice to intertwine
Are we saving you, or the mind, a history Hippocrates...
Has spared for the sun, found a dragon with sight for meaning mine?

Insane, or a serpent's bite?
I know the callous which, if not weakened side of a rout
Staring at what's left, of the sun, will it grant our right?
Right to the point, and with a problem in the mar, I pout:

Love, love equal to us
Simple live in my eyes, the scope of angry odds?
Curious wishes to sate peace's life, if my thus
Tooth and nary come heaven, is this ordeal our future, our law?

Passing the vice, and the vicinity of a ray's recall...
Does common sense mean the better of sincerity, took
From the mouth of babes, or are we a reach for what was, a majority...
Of forces we never saw, without the hidden being, our final look?

As a levity in the known, relationship's and the merry toll of silences
Questions bared, we miss for a love smitten with ideas...
We note with the patience of another's sigh, to except a reality in the pride
Of courage and its comely certainty, the callous world, has to be

Presence of mind to tell, a shaming season with bitterness in he'll?
Actual live and let loves metaphor, with the coil of mortality...
Preparedness for a strength we found, was a riding remark about little...
More than else, a reason with causes in the dark, are worth more than eye ball pucky...

Figurative all, to do the intolerable?
Succinctly ours, the future to shine?
In a presence for lived design, a habit we sour?
At, and well, a sulking hat that has the time...

Timid, days stricken, and a harrowed call
To a wizening family of thought
That saw you, in a character of mightier vow
Sheer mention of ought, the infancy of moment's, to do what?

Looking here to normalcy
Asking if a watery eye, has a legend or a myth?
Saving a response from a curious like-wise we mean
Having a lot to our friendliness, the able and the is...

Avoiding a jest, with the measure of many?
See, the coming honor to serve a shrouded question?
Halt and secure, the blanket of simplicity?
Shadow a pretty freedom, as if a wall is, a hero worth seldom's selection?

Can curiosity dance with me, comes a voice...
Patiently we know, the care energy has made
Taking the time to address the hope, we are a sort's
To make doll's a hat, that has a patience we fate...?

Tenacity, comes again, the voice of a little boy...
Persuasion's and distance to a clinging hurry, and its forms
Shrewd as a beloved irony, can be, I know a decency chosen
That has senses before the same, of a patience that is, loving more

What should a mention of a callous and actual lip of sincerity be?
Can an hour of dissonance and identity become our soul's tale?
Is a relationship with idleness, the only way an open letter can keep?
Asking a little girl and boy to pray, is a where ours to kiss and save?

Hands held, and promises in no particular way...?
Never meant without a season of philosophy, and a live of order
Before chaos, we see the collected calm and cool of our intimacy
Saving the day, with a remembered kiss that has no hex to age with worry...?

Time has no issue?
Privilege in its not so distant doorway
Left to it's devices, the toll of evening bell's due
Blessing a land's, needs and decision to say...

Can't?
(If the risk's of virtue to love)
Simplicity save itself, or form our heed, a want?
Strange, knowing a bird in hand when this is our covenant...

Places we never fed, anything but strength's more
Till we saw the praise we meant, have a season
To augment a rise of nothing, to the plane of forth...
This purpose is a reality we share, as if a life's reason?

Shall we heir, and enable the dance of ages?
Known for silence's gift's, the craved history
Made from a new house of possibility, come to wages
In the name of beauty we can see, and place in peace, perfect...

But is the hand of an enemy...
Still the corner of ennui, we found if to be...
Shame, a frustrated hope, with time we lead
To tomorrow, to know a cares shadow, the future's integrity...

Same side of said
As a wish in the storm, of prodigy
Simple order to a calming hap, we made
In a truer time, a need to look and seem...

Triumph of an awkward note
Of the sincere stare you gave
Promises I sulk near, and quietly give the vote
Tame my soul, like a stare was, my savior...

Reasons to dance with, like a resolute meant...
Does a wizened face, have the sense to protect?
Angel's, devil's or otherwise, are we love sent
To a smile, that gave me strength, or can avid elect...

The stillness of our day's, completing the chaste of nights
Into world's of voice and encouragement, that has a lived
Purpose, the salt and destiny of kind, we favor for might
Time in its long run to harmony, become passions we confess?

Vice's ear
Made to learn the impossible, of subtle sanity's
Questioning a heart, for the difference between now and fruition, to near...
Are we a saving grace, and can I prophesize, about your humanity?

So wise, so sovereign?
Listening to phantoms of entourages, we dote
Are at a colossi of patience, true to dread in a handshake...?
With but such a bitter lip, a star to guide by, we hope...

Actual live and let's give...
The time, to a furious, shall?
If the nature of simplicity, to well again
Is a reaching hour, our future of the eyes of fate, to all?

Sweet we would, afford in the stare we mentioned...?
Sheer distance to a cold shine, we favor once, but in regret?
The toil we imagine as a fared friendship has, to win...
The mind of observance, if winds endear a novelty meant

Tongues
And the mirk we decide is a language above the board
Looking here and there, the pout of reasons
Sincere enough to welcome another, with a word, a world or ******...

Treatise of the ******?
So, is a little more ideology our only way to confirm...?
The need and the notion of dread, which has seen us, a lam
Of waiting for a jewel to imagine the greater pass of sense, occurring...

Like a benign tear, an angel, with a promise for each...
Sing and strong, since and sin about sakes of silence we save, for same to savor the shown
Were we the courage to situate a coping judge of human pasts, a smile of energy's to preach?
When a savior has a clue, is a means to accept, ours with society to halt moment's like these...