Tall order
To a whining child's offer
Didn't is my best friend, a word there
That has silence as a prophet

Winds of dissuasion
In the name of admission
A skill of pride, and intuition
Has future sorts, for a private listing

Once, upon a time...
A readied smile, has sought a thrill
Of curiosity's same, the some of trying
A panicked we, with a service to an ideal, to still

Thresholds of jaundiced more
In the skirted issue, of poignancy
To add and rest, in the name of full on war
With a finger of opportunity...

Seem and dreamt of, in foreign lands
A philosophy of courtesy, in vague fights
We have seen the obvious, the march of times hands
Into a wall of significance, looking for senses rights

Hope a shadow see's the better of a painting
Escape or given the boat of departure
The times are a changing heed, to live with a mercy wishing
For the childhood, of baring a friends win, of curiosity...

Look suspicious?
Save me from a toiling health, that has the kindness
Of worth, for a running here and now, to acquire a lesser us
In the name of joy, these charity's accept the known, with a shame's best?

Oil in a hap
Oil with a friend
Oil asks who is after
Oil mores a call of ends

Day of reclusion
In the street, before creation...
Nothing will; a wishes invitation?
Pretty avarice, adoring the common?

Oil breaks an intuition's, promise
Merely a choice, in circumstance
With a how, have we rage without vice?
Interviewing a chance...

Weal, is most a chauvinism?
Keep a care, key a crush
Of existence, is your eye-fall on a kiss?
Spare me the details, can we move with must?

Entertain me with worldly advances
Like introspection, worth has passed
Over to paradise, in a boat of romances
Named, "The Consideration's Past"

Rescue us...
In the order of haven't; heat and seasons
Here to stay; committing adultery is thus
A shared memory, we know for angelic reasons

Rescue does...
Destiny with a fine key, for privileged locks?
Come with a final wish, only because
Windows in love, sake the life of why we walk by...

Impressions of awe, of watched sincerity...
Meant and made, sent and shade
Pride is such a world, for the pardon of irony
That has the time; close the door when they fade...

Bound
By a way
A way to owning a stay
That has a coughing, a stink, and a sound

Drums and guitars
Finish me with a borrowed smile
Giving you hell, is what were here for
Weight ... and the singing comes for a while

Two
Hunt and ****, rhyming
Proud, in the name of who
Sincerely, the lips of avarice, are shining

Out of the way
Many more, many more for once and none
Silver comes into view, with it to say
When I see you, I keep a heat, from...

Silver wounds...
Liberty in motion, life to a tale
Of a person; Character gives what it looms
Country's with adding few, look lover, secrets know doom

Dread meeting's, with continue...
Life to a wish, whispering in the wind
Same thumb, same finger of luck, around
Meaning the curious, high wishes, and a mercy

Music for the masses
*******, suicide...
For the wind, is a hungry kiss's
Ready to live in the shadow of a night...

Vampires with flowers
Don't notice me with when
Hero, I came for you, before it sours
Like-wise, with anarchy's cowl, I don't sin...

Happy, is a dire field?
Here is my moon, my first more
Does a ******, increase the yield...?
Naivete; is this moon the beginning of a war?

Woe be a seemly world...
Of the same house of prayer...
As a wholesome lip, that, becomes a cherub
Ask me now, if vampire's share...?

When flowers earn a smile...
A shared essence, a lethal ball
Has rolled and rolled, ruling a while
In front of a noble season, for which I have invented a wall...

With me, there is altogether...
Without me, there is a pride in a rage
Withheld from me, is your kindness to bother
With a bared flower, have I seen patience, age?

Sweat, fell in love
With minding...
The portion of guarantee, of us
Is a rather the fate of adding...?

Sanguine, to verify a cowl
Persuasion and could
A silence made, visit the sun
With mercy to eat, is a wish should?

Prayers overheard
Can a future meet, itself
In a sin's fear, like austerity occurs
I know the flesh, for the moon's wealth

Sternly, the green cheese
Same to all of a quiet sorrow
The peace of truth, is a waking feat
Of psyche, found in the hands of misery, to borrow

Promises of silences fortune
Saked by a needy world, to invest a limit
Of shyness, a bell of sharing, come too soon?
In the speed of the sun, is heroism a privilege to wit?

Weakly, an ash
Sour, timid, or restitute
All of a truth, is what we desire for past?
Passed by a clash, of rhymes of youth...

We pace a path
With muddy feet...
Then and there, along and hath
A callous child, has chosen a keep...?

Of silence on the way
Honor to a vice, Noah's tickle...
Sits in the light, requited by may
I saw a careful deed, of kind come fickle

Sweeter character
And the silence broken
With stern voices to serve
A liberty for all's crassness; hoping...

A home has a final say...
Where to place, play and vengeances ploy
Curiosity for pity, in the name
Can children save themselves, from a salt in the eye, coy?

Westerly...
An apple of the eye
Quiet, opportunity to carry
Yet, for a secret lover, with why...

Why is a chicken going to ****?
Because, why, is all a chicken has for pie...
Include a vanity, with adoration to start
A short interlude, with chicken pride

Sit, with a *******
Does a prayer, include the smile?
When roosters due, done is a sucker
For the best you have to offer, denial

Hope you see the day, dream...
Singing the blues, is all youth...
Staring at the ceiling, is a dressing whim...
Somewhere over the rainbow, patience is couth...

Pity from hell
And the arm's of frugality
Found to wish, to even tell...
The ides of patience, with a sigh's measure, quality?