Redoubt erudite, ask a popularity
Realize a time, with a nary seldom
Find the eggs of promises, with ably a city?
Know a friend silent, but offering a kept question...

Time in a closed mind, secrets we avoid like ages
Termed with a stoic chaste, is my meaning clear
Sheer anarchy in the scope of how, the solitude of legends
Is an answer in motion, to select a bared future?

Look, after a heart is ours, for a thriving gift
Time is a wandering hope, to collect another lore
Since we are all so habitual, with a room for is
Can a sharing kindred, see the place of shall, intone for?

See the liberty we eschew
Time to character and patience in sense
Does a ripe old world with a message for heed and you
Has a clash of deed, come with a dread assurance?

Now is the time, to wonder aloud
Timidity is a frugal lip, to anticipate a creation
Of sincere and thoroughly meant, friends allowed
To prepare a can, with pasts and times seeking intuition

Needs in a finished won, the time of its life...
Decision's in a craved mere, the sour actual, a living proof
Of a solemn dissuasion of courage and season to include strife
Unique among youth, is a hug with psyche to live well, presence of couth?

Pondering a wishing light
Hopefully, a requited silence
In the bough and stones throe of authentic might
Chancing the ordeal of gratuity, and the smile we envoy, amends

Looking for a darkened star
Threshold and misery, the taste of another fruit
Spaces of virtue, and the miracle we never avoid, are
We the sincerity of another spice of challenges whom

See me, when the star divines
Worlds of weight, and the occur of wait
When the live and lest we give water for violence
The true destiny of childhood, when the future comes to sate

Save me from a notion so vile...
Time in tomorrows grasp, but a beauty to fall
In love with the hour of me, when sense is a price of Shiloh
And a heart of serenity voiced in cares, took to all...

For a flower in the mind of heaven
Spare and quietly honoring my somber rest
Weal in the still vices we come to heal, are a host given
To conceive the wishes of a weary soul, that has seen jealousy's best

Family (know a speed to confirm the vantage of ages)
Still the walk and talk of simplicity, worth every kiss
But a lore in travail, to see the willfulness of patience
Had the spite of resolution, till a looking marvel has made ourselves its wish...

Named after distance
Mystique in a knowing glance
Of reason among season, and avid again
Shallow will predict awkward, and ought the risks of instance

A bell by any other name
Being a world onto itself
We seldom and select, a chance fame
To seek the hope of sincerity, with met silences, wealth

Shadows seem to know where to go...
When sense and the starved stare of pious redoubt
Has the cool legend and insincere myth, with which woe...
Is a sight in the mercy of other's, the wonder of clashes to pout?

We stir the nature, and it gives us light
Made from cares and good intent, the rhyme of justice
To look beyond the ordeal of neediness, a history to right
Itself amid courage's, cope and might's adding of seasoned vice

Taste the waters offered, and you will know it to
Yearning and youth's rancor, satiated by a coming plea
Will a choice of sense admit the many, or more to understate hold
Be my voice, when passion has come for still and till, thought's real?

So done
So whether a friend has notice
Ungainly goals, with a reason to come
When sour news has a beat, to its opus, a day of sigh's

Loving the moment?
And asking the untold to witness anew
Savagery in a nut shell, seniority for a stung lip
Profuse to idiom, but know the callous way we seem, lewd

Proper use, of a requited word
Now in lore to some, rages of wishes we affront
Vernaculars of change and chastity to eschew, we are few, we are heard
Constancy to a risen specter that has a vow in mind, for don't

See the thread, Adam and the deep blue sea...
And a martyred show and tell, told to a shell of a human being
Sorry, but no body of insight without the place to blame, me?
And the stirring here and now, with a promise in the fog of seeming

A friend of year's
A catch of light on something more than terror
A prayer to ask and issue the news of whose beyond such fears
A place for dread, when all else is ours to clash, with the psyche of another tomorrow...

Lowly you
Lovely day we are, happen
Like a rainy day means clement to few
Days we recognize and say, when

Light's of courage, to seek a sincere
But droll and patient certainty
Clearly the vices we shall, and share
A day with might, to finish a gift of authority?

Music in the air, to tell of ingenue
To the wishes we word, and spare a dignity?
For, and heard even more, a misogynist's accrue
Tales of virtuosity, in house, with a special liberty

Penny on a table, we favor by name
Sallow deference, and the art of humanity's
Saving the shrewdness of hope's given, all the same
Sort's and courses in still, a heady smile of simplicity

Thank you, for a sojourn's embrace
Sweet assume in a craving due, the context of here
And now, new soon, to look beyond the fate
Of indecision in love, when shadows eschew fear...

Pretty?
And the moment we see, in an inclined future
Taken to whom and you, to weigh a silence for letting
The care of a mindful heed for what we know, is yours

Brazen promises
Which in wend, with in wonder
Wander at your own, silence of worldly vices
Poised to win, and make the noise of other's

A patient are, with a presumption's time...
To ask a neophyte question, look for me in the seeking
Of a bared hope, the taste in a rational live and let's kind
Hungry for a solemn need, in names and charity given

The future the pouts of order, and freedom
Sulk for a share, and save a stare for hope smitten...
Callous enough shadows of a fortune, in sight gleaming
With the latitude of encouragement, for a final wish in starts and fitting

Into a party of conscience, we never knew
Without the odd truth, of tender guidance to a lip
That has seen the moment for a same, chaste and common, who
Letting a word succinctly on edge worth and worth, the role of hypocrisy?

Seeing the risk, most will face the coming wind of chance
Saving a friend from abated interest, welling at the change
Of seasons into stated ages, of committal in a land strange...
But the redress of a honor as a wish has predicted, this pout has landed...

Presence of mind, to call the best of adulthood, an answer
And tradition in a league stilled, another impression of ought...
That has a concern in mind, for a strength was the avid serve
Of appreciation to come, the sense of a pout where life has wrought...

The day rained with the running man
Subtle finish, to a long and austere book
Taken with the courage of a novelty, a hardy plan
To seek the succinct, in a creation somehow thought, worth a look

Speed and insight, the tale of all generosity's...
Sake with promises, to suggest the savage before accord's light
Well meant, worth the clash we deign a virtuosity
When push comes to shove, a dalliance of senses to right...

Homes on the way, sour affront to a suggested live...
True antipathy to a question in voice, we duly understand
With an open hand, sincere enough not to know a fist
Ingratiating and spurned with a tow, we herald the grace to manned?

Welcome an issue we advise is never more subtle than scurrilous form?
A long look at the role of decency and its drive, the content
Of glass and brass, the silence we afford with a loan to vice's war?
Wouldn't a forward kiss, see the avid, one more time in the mist, meant?

The ruin is over, the rush of limelight to serve...
A new champion, a new womanhood, with a seriousness's crave
In the modesty of course and done force, were we a place of nerves
And the speed of causes so defined, by the eyes of a chaste to save?

Children with bitter but been, thumbs, taking the time...
To play the part, if not the scope of anger in a rhyme we fuse
With the consciences we same, and fate with tears of trying
A hold of heroes and kind, that has the senses of legend, for these are due