Rolling with the hunches
Safety in a tiger's eye
Has become a lucid scent, a possible unction
To the staring hour, we remember for denial...?

Saviors to break for it...
Sated pleas of untoward necessity...
Themselves, in the grasp of order and wit...
Speed of patience, to a wealth we knew should, politely...

The thunder we dote, was a marvel...?
Sent to merit for the ultimatum baring
Brief as loves boredom can be, the smile is actual
Where sincerity is from ear to ear, the want of caring

Do you remember me?
Like calling a kiss a sweet lightning
Come from the cloud, we devote to ourselves, see
The question of unity become our only hope, realizing...

A real tooth of repose and hindrance, that knows, you
Ready to chew nothing but the thought, of callous interim
Where we are, the tone of a silent voice to see the rue
Of compliment, are we that we are, a solution to anarchy's whim?

Sweet deliverance
Set to wishes only a courage's mind could blow
Forces and prowess to assure an imagination with seemly chance
Timid as we are, is a truth the only, when in the house to know?

Though a light says hello
Quiet acceptation, of a varying praise
With the comment of seem, the society of owed
Cares, in the name of gifts of the legends we laid

To rights, and the haste in a clashing voice
See the guidance we due, a host of subtle
And taken with the known, a certainty to source
The questions of life, has loves embrace fulfilled?

Stares of decision in the fate we predict
A salt for the rest of humanity, a treatise of kind
We know like a sensible poem, a fashion elect
To the bracing steps of judgment, that have liberty to mind

Will you remember me, when the dread of a sincere thought
Heeds the better of said, inner-most trial and error
Found in my live and let live, the notion of seldom sought
Though seldom is my honor, my reward for time fairer?

The kiss is direct, and to the point...
Many people may come and go, but a time to remind
Is the opinion of couth, a simplicity of loyalty and mercy's toil
That has the bared fate of it and even more, the hour of light to sigh

Angel almost, an umbrella...
Sweet to truth
And voiced when arduous dilemma
Is in sight, is misery the vice of youth?

Simplifying agony
Of common ground, for an idea...
Seemingly the exchange, of harmony
To a friendlier step, towards becoming whim's

Mercy has seen...?
Me, in the aloof future
Quiet composure, a strength keen
Ready to exact, a chance of choices curiosity?

Wondering about behavior...
Sincere eyes of mine
Have shared a care, with serious duress?
The labors of liberty, to seek a vestige's time?

And with a cough, we will know tumult...
Sent from now, the either of heed
The rancor of seclusion of a gain, to never fall
From such a height, that has the reality we need...

Delete...?
Avidly, no man has come
Simple news for sharing, a walking house, a feat
Of sincerer todays, than a wisdom can afford won?

Antiquity loves such a thing...
Merit in a row of substitution
An ache of just, the compliment of well being
Looking the part, of such a small intuition

Proper or pretty
The origin of times, to wish away a failing
Fluid in the scare of tidings, a wish with a litany
That is out of the house, and gone with the world, sailing

Business as usual
Finding a hope in the strength, of others
Turns of voice, into a legend to fuel
The coming kindred, of sigh's, sign's, and the soul of lovers

My name for it, has bloomed
Bound to earthly cares, the stone of synchronicity
Has found a hungry pardon for past crimes, the tale to loom
In the light of future seclusion in mind or mine, the moment we integrity...

Tender strength, sender's excuse
A sneeze to reach to tomorrow
Avid, we determine a silence was...
A house of compromise, sincerity, and willfulness, to borrow...

Burden yourself with a memory, some other dainty...
A question thought liberty, driven by the wind
Has visited me, in the couth of decency's charity
Simple lessons of anger, and the angel of succumbing kin...

Redoubt is my only defense...
Pied, or provided a callous soul, the taint?
I seek is a lip with no meaning, meant in the essence
We direct to such, a season of wishes, we compare to ain't...

Anarchy in love, the thought to reason
Anarchy in though, the times found me a shown few
Anarchy in decision's, a guarantee of blinder moments
Anarchy in ascertainment, a host of wisdom to look at you

A yawn with no future...?
As shrewd as furious days make a prayer, a seclusion
Catching mine, in measure and deliberate other, is a cure
Forces in voices, and the rationality of mercy; loves only intrusion?

Psyche
Can I have my weight in gold, a tarter heaven?
So wished for, so washed of another fight...
With heaven, to remember succor in forms of resolve to come by, loving...

Instincts proven
Come the height of persuasion
Secrets and totals, continue in the hope of loving?
Peace to you, the resolve of a wishful intuition...

And, a heart to live longer...
Than ourselves, a host of common avarice, the tools
Of verily, the times to win hap, a could stronger?
The image of decision we create, is it a silence for fools?

Relative to add, the needs of another
Timid repose, are we a challenge in gray stigmata?
With a new share in persuasion, to secure a loves bother
The tale of prayer, is now the voice to win stoic dilemma...

Where the vindication has gone...
Things and wonderment, wings and further, again
The silence has been broken, by the very act of us
A hallowing in the known, to seem our bared few, has seen since...

Like-wise, bitten?
By love, to know a caring
Sojourn to little more, than a fitting
Response, to an eye out and sharing...

King's savior?
And the heat of irony to a new rule of came, desire
Welcomed staring else's, to a wish in a beauty, dour...
The reasons of courage and it's season, should be no denial

King's passion?
Long in truth's to defy a giving hour, subtle stilled
Is a many frustrated act, with poise to ask heed in kind?
Is a wish come by a strength unknown, the prayer of hell?

King's heaven?
Totaled by the court of decision, as a world goes by
Living the point, and realizing a marriage is god given...
Will we keep the obvious, or is oblivion the other side of this lie?

King's conscience?
Avid in roles and its herald, future coping
Has the remembered today, and peace, for when patience
Is but a stoney gift to liberty, to refuse a silence is hoping...?

Asking's decision?
Wealth of deeds reach, is in the embrace of sigh's, significance...
Worthiest in a days means, the name of solace and timid intuition
The pale trust of each other, earning the doles and shared justice, we named living chances...