Alabaster in turn
And rolling in time
Through the looking glass, a world to earn
A spirit of decision no man has found, without sighing

Alabaster in the wishes of women
To look well into the future
The taste of morrow's test, the clash of remedy
With such a larger than life worth, is a purity...

Alabaster in shew, and dance
With proper soon, the light of callous devote
Isn't a place for us, the coming hope of a rarity in thence
The tooth and prosperity, we came from gall to seek, and love

Alabaster in focus, the truth to a well-worn eye
Meaning the silence of purpose taken, purpose not mistaken
Time loves me - not the gift of problems in the bowel of snide
Where one friend of temper and them, is a God in the making

Alabaster in the mirror, in the future, in the steps...
Of a question as old as the hands that know you more than heed
Awakening with a soul that said the name of guidance is a marvel in whit's
When only the hours of voice in the belly of the truth, is a family's been

Show me all and done
With meat and honey
Burdens come
Sing, look for me when it's money

Silhouette, silhouette
I have a stone for you
Trade skill for time lent
When milk has seen could

Party's of commotion
Come home for stature
See the he, see the compromise of heathen
Where the cope of lip's, is such a per...?

Come
The lingering words
To take a turn to heed, some
We will give the bird...?

Fate in a hand held
By the rue, the cooling, the would
In a guarantee for what is ours, even well...
The image of youth, is still a politer world

Nature with cream on its lip
Senses to grab a half of need, for whole
Luck and delves of significance, to live of hip
Seldom have we seen the great, become a human role

Boom!
Did that bomb, marry in the perhaps
With a ruling guidance in same, the doom
Of war like threats, to issue a new ask of curses haps

See the lower we go, and the ilk of courage
Meant to the stars, the comment
Of freedom in running houses, is no child of rage
We have the time, the current rhyme, to relent...

So, a worthier course to a moments ship
Has a choice to make, the talents of preventing
The irony of through and good silence, is a tiff
Of what is a marvel before the cant of us, a stoic lamenting...

Three-time loser?
Off repercussion's cuff
Silent light's, that make you clever
A holy night, that compared love

With names...
Forest's save since, like eyes
Mightily, the reach of sunlight, is no shame
Christian, do we suppose we are, our lives?

Back to the future
Where since, is a mounting curiosity
To look and see a wish, we made worldly
By saving a finished thought for the day, of God's city

Peace be on a good nature
Needs, welcome a freedom's fear, to the table
Heeds, bring on the forces of virtue
Least,  is a favorite past time, partaking of life's fable

Fate for a valued friend
So called seeds of wishes, wry and wisdom
The fairer fruit of sense cope, sense lent
To nothing but the beauty of love's poorer questions...

Places never said?
Welcome and a brighter man's egg
When the coming hiss, of tenacity is a choice lead
To a favor, a stirring time and the tongue of urges, neglected?

Places never meant?
With the lovers of yearning in a thirst of light
A prayer in hands of vice, the warring kiss sent
Is the marvel of up, down and around the slice of life?

Right is the scorn of a unity, to wager in a salt's length
The passion I terrorize you with, is every kindness I can think
Of a vow to nourish, the hap and perchance of our strength
The clashing heat of compromise, is in a motion so we can drink?

Left is a spurned gift, left to a wish raging in the same
Real was my thought, to toil in the myths and legends, privilege lends...?
Of a courtesy met once, and let in the voice of call's fame
Is a relationship with an entirety of another wish, come to ends?

Portion and forces of youth, with laden kisses of what was age
In the hours until cold hands have seen, pockets of worth
Known silent or worst to delve, a lip sulking for one more day
Away from the suicide, a heart seen, become a charity in seasons we never can occur with?

Halt, and see the excuse
Have of a well worn jacket
To accept the day, with these we lose
The notion of use, that came from baring heat's limits

Need in pockets, with a clamor for youth
Thread and exposition's lint
For the same side of a house of yearning, a look aloof
To the sedition of a smile, you have yet to land, or meant

Quiet weather we are having today
The tale of succor and brief exception, to still a friendlier
Season than what we are accustomed to, a habit to say
With elan, you can become the best of save, and a host trendier

Speed has your eye, the count of purpose and hello
The truth to be gleaned in a sweetened tooth, the brace
For acceptation, focused eyes on the moment od though
Will a pretty eye save thee, when lurid many, make space

Coming from now, the thought to seed nowhere with a key
Paces and distant could, the problems of promises that would
Is a blaze of silence or the dote of amenity, the fashion we seek
When presumed innocence has a fruitive plane to discuss with the world?

See the excuse, see the avarice in a rolling breeze
Wishes in hand made futures, the pout of panic to climb the known
And find the kindred of spare and special, become a churched heathen
Told to expect the will's of all, the price of poise is a mind blown with seem to own

As shrewd as a cult
As awaited as a bride
As marred as a light with another's fault
As carried as a reason amid snide

Long hair
Inch by inch, the pride of paradise?
Singing hope and chastity, the truth in a care
Will make a new song for thee, when salt becomes lies?

Dread, and the future of essential need
The weary eyes of complexity have seen
The doling, the due, and death of what we keep
For a taste of better, clarity than what austerity feeds

Eggs come of age, or so an entity once offered
Is a prophecy of compelling an adultery to sit
And prove the guidance of wishes in laughter
Was hunger of a coming family, to marvel at a justice's whit?

Where as, we are the temper of a friend of days
Come to filial deeds and decency of a muse
To wonder in brightened minds, the total of what says
Lived in the opportunity we save, is a spy with it to lose