Lucidly, your spite...
Cares avid enough to share:
Shift like the sands of a pipe
Flirt, with the whole eye; to stare...

Misery, I see your salvation
In a heat, a whetted appetite
Is minus, a callous intimation?
Save a respect, the time to invent insight?

A demand of virtue
Guards and doors
Floors and pardon's, have a clue
Since we are so sore...

I have saved a pretty many, also...
Wishes nobody made, without another kiss
Of life, with a burden in a causes soul
Requited with surreality, we own their vices...

The thief of salvation?
Risen, ready, and raging jungles, to hope:
A tarrying pipe, don't sin...
When it is for the asking, like a calling to something besides the end of a rope...

Light my way...
Drugs are a future dragon
Come to highness, a friend of staying
In time with a cheery smile, and not on the wagon...

Pairs
And serene justice...
For a needy tomorrow to air
With the spare eye of a wonder's spice?

Appearance's may deceive
Sour notice of a sojourn's dreams
In the way of simpler key's
Looking for a lock, that wasn't, as it seems

Total me a divine wager...
Persistent clouds have me found, in the past
A climate for decision, and the presence of patience
Which, in the name of succinctness, is a comely pass...

At welcoming the truth to sincere asking, the bounding yet
And mightier thoughts, keep well
The choices of stronger haven't, is the mortal coil of a hint
From God, and his angel's...

Where has life been, the count of hysteria
In the now, and with every naked eye to envelop an image
Of a psyche in love, with something besides my dilemma
When heaven has a crush, existence is a care for isolation, to fate:

Worlds weigh themselves in a sincere wait...
Enter the shadows, is the name of the game
Not the ascetic reply of powers, that have failed my sate:
Justice is a shrewd *****, with a sly candor in its aim...

Babies are for me...
Have a lowly smile to a wish in the voice of another
Lovely is a whole denial, for a windy now, to be
A worthier angel, in the fame of a love, to bother...

A sign of the times
A dream that was for any who could include
With sharing and carnal life, the poignant hunger of lines
In a benevolent sky, if a sun is to be a rack, ruin and rued...

Clarity:
Voices have seen it, et. al.
Where the treasures of completeness, serve a decent vanity...
With a stranger honor than suspicion; a sun coughing at your world...?

Wholeness and suicide
Straight from misery
The salute of comparison, to pride...
And it's stare at a simple wivery

Fruit's of the future, in league
With a solemn taste to essentialize
A running chaste, with silence for egis...
Seem the tradition, seek the dance of the wise

Fires of tomorrow, if not its humanity
Shown to worth, the past of sincerity
Days share, a dream of paces duality
Both form love? the rose of mercy and virginity...

Character's to haste, a harmony...?
In the defense of prestige, a capable sensitivity
Adding the now, is need ours for longing?
A hatred in lore, to establish a realer nativity?

Call of a waiting husband
Through the smile we keep for austerity, a shame
Is a requiem to adjust to a shadow in the sun?
When tired eyes example a change of season's, a name...

Right, the voice of curiosity with a patience's problem
About, a hill of deference, an act of powers that is kind
Majesty, to the rage of summation that is a weary living
Meant, and met in the fame of substitution of chance's mind

Money, the odd ordeal of liberty...
To which, in the voice of introspection
A callous ghost or curious host, has me by the simplicity
Of worldly asking and fating, an inheritance of how's intuition?

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?

I am doting
I am voting
I am hoping
I am souling

Than,. why do I run around like an idiot?
Because senses gift's...
Where is the scope of another friend; to leave?
And show the spare and found care, of eye's to lift...

Right there...
And with the lover of decency in tow...
A hap of a house of a hat, of a hatred to fare
Is liberty for those that mean it, or is all and owe?

When I see the rage I made...
Sophistication is to be, a cornered exaction
Taken for a method and stone of seriousness, I wade
Into the argument of another's lifetime, with sincerity's action...

Halt the habit...
Sudden aggression is like night
No-no, and a foot with a limit
Too secret a fun, for answers to be right...

Caught chides, with a crown
Simple and avid, bared charisma
Is a day on the run...
With totals of might, as a dilemma

Smell, well, cunning?
Resolve the spice of a truer respect
Is a worldly face, the beginning of money?
Liking an egg, is a smoke with, what the ****?

All right, who took a shine?
To vice or vertigo, when chastity peeks
Is a bird's place, to whine?
When space has it's hiccup, this **** reeks...

Curious?
Where has a paradise been?
With the joke of the day, so furious
How does the rising moon, get away with the wind?

Watch the wagon...
From here to the future
Aid, comes from a truer loan
Of what is an our, to be curious

First comes the sound
Clip, clop; the clever and the held
Worth whatever will, a soul to allow
A peace in step with a sort's to meld

Than came the horse
Misery is for those that keep it
Whether you know a liberty, for sakes or force
Them in a stir, the tooth of wisdom sits

Last, came the wagon
Dare me, to a subtle race?
Passing a winner's gift, is all reason
Letting you have it, like resting your face...

A could and should, know when to laugh
Persuasion is like this, would is for past saves
Caught curious, caught worldly; worth has
A heaven is many more like it, sometime gave

Salt, is yours...
Now in courage
We see the decision's of power
In curious time, the world's joy to wage:

Contrary to provided ought
My nearer kind, is a legend
Many more ideas, misery's lot
Survives the creed of us, religion?

What is waiting for us...?
Same stir, same question
Answered by quite; lover we thus
Like promises found in the world's way, a voices blessing...

Conscience seems to begin here
With the day, we knew a hat
Still somehow the place of a sincerity to near
Fate copes; for those who know, what...

End's hatred with me...
Opus was a certain, hill of adding
Of a sharing, only a given cope, can give intimacy...
Believe me, the only problem here, was in the asking

Shrewd toilets
Harmony's pets
Secretive closets
Mirrored beds prevalent?

Cigarettes for Satan
Switch to dope, for a thrill...
Speed or special, wandering
Into such a smile, is for a light out to still...?

Wayward guidance...
If not a shrill note, of a universal acclaim?
Somewhere back here, we heard a silly trance
Made a time a courage, for angel's and dragon's shame?

Pretty...
And meant to be, we conceive
The irony of a soldier of love, with liberty
To sake the season of dread, we know is a child of what we know, leaves...

The rule of thumb, outdoors
Acts of depends forces, solemn of journeyed kindness
Sent to weariness for a worldly excuse, of when there is a sore
Eye meant for justice, with a being humor, that has stolen a God bless...?

A God of burden and deed, come home?
Sophistication and stirring reason, worth the patience exacted?
To remember a whole day, in the sincerity's we find with shown
Realizing a curious sake with a smile, decency we say honored lacked?

Save your pity...
For a noble house, of piety?
Hate it, or pick at your liberty...
The terror of haste; is proud, is anxiety?

Go...
And fate a needy, poorer...
With a door on a world's woe...
Before the obvious, has vice sordid or sour...

Bared fang's...
Bread and mercy, is a lazy heroine?
With three little problems...
When dissuade is ours, a future's money?

First little heat, a choking person
Has it out for you, whatever the hell it is...
Brace in the name, of a misery's lesson
When wisdom has a cough, is meat a wish?

Second little heat, a poke in the chop's
Saved from excuses, of a quiet hope?
Seem the speed, of a risk to love
The many and the been, how's anger's cope

Third little heat, of a notion's ***
Rhyme and reason
We deal the card, of rage's patience
Play your hand, pace an angel's season?

Peace of ****...
***** the luck of flies, has a question
If a whole can smile, can a hole mean it?
Answer when the abortion gave its blessing...

Wishes, I never wanted:
But prayed for...
Include me, when a sun fronted
A song; justice, for a silence that were

An ocean of purity, a hat of redemption
I have yet to find, in misery
Apt or deft, a lover's few; contention
Of a word, I knew with ears of liberty

A chance's meeting...
Without a soul's music...?
Then, in though is a fleeting
Cloud, with a thought to name fury's, altruistic

Patience, am I dead, when you smile?
Paradise's praises...
A lie's prayer, that I created with denial
Do we earn a savior's smile, with patience's wages?

Curious, the taste in sunshine...
A tattered hat, with must to adjourn
A rational source, to a lover's whine
Was a smile our finish, to another wish to burn?

A sunshine, a clash of worldliness
Sent to rage, for a climate of pain
That has seen you, in the voice of pasts
Proud, vengeful and sated...

I see the presence of meaning...
Hearing your coy world, become a flower
The touch of patience, paces of a prayer beaming
The scent of sin, now just death's power...?

Cool avarice?
Soaking in tears...
Braced for, secret chances
With the voice, of what had's, fears

Dread, I know thee
Thy skill, in what fetters
Weighed, instructed, and being...
Cope in failed dawns, of subtle father's...?

A wait, of causes surprise
Totals of anarchy, final austerity
Rests in the hands, of what where why's
Seem the poise, of when asking is a vanity?

King Avarice
Have you a knot, for alienation's shoe?!
So sweet a press, for what is...
A callous care in beauty's hands, the past dreamt is, due

Why the change of day?
Into the step forward, with untoward death?
Done to purpose, in the voice of why a sense of a ley
Is here, is a worldly wish, to bare your anxiety's dread?

West
Avid has a sore eye...
Made from coy strength, as if blessed
The odd image of music, is it a lie?

Beat yourself up, another day
Truth has sat in judgment
Voiced curiosity, has seen the pain
Long talks of soul, have been sent...

Resolute, worth has seen the problem
Vice is a shadow, we fell in love with
But you seem to hate, a golden whim
Has asked, is a lucre's same, a comparison with tender vision's?

Prophecy, about the truth
Venture and generosity
Has stolen the voice of youth
For out the sense of an angel's city...

A new voice has appeared
Simple wishes and the star of liberty
To share a sincere question of a season of fear
Is wisdom dreadful enough, to choose life for seed?

Was water my lover?
And due another question
Of mercy and its lover, so your...
A choice made; a house of blessings?

A church that ****** my brains out
Named clergy's epistle
A wish I followed till kingdom's come's pout
I fear you like a smile in the world...

Awkward promises
To begin an ending that thought more
Than the race of love, before it loses
A handsomer prayer, for a devil called forth...?

Shame, we run like your future
Silver tongues, golden lungs
Longing for tomorrow, like a few was certain...
To wish again; who is mere and who is strong?

This kiss cost me, a mercy's shadow
Simple risk's and rises of sincerity, found
With a second prayer, of wind and rain to owe
That asked, is it all right to admit allowed?

Tales of presumption, a city of angel's
Quiet was my need, like a chat to lead
The service of an ideal, that keeps you well...
Acts, deed and time, to look far ahead

The sound you swim with...
Poise, can a fish remember your hands?
Or the feet of austere powers, that meant...
A look of life, to and with the might of lands

Swallow our pride?
Thus said the fury of anger:
Liberty is a long run with a heart full of shied...
That a season has its own for a care to wonder

By and asked the spirit of me...
In the mind of mercy
Is a wisdom to know, sharing is energy
With the time to say, is love waiting on history?

Thank you, for a prayer
I stir in the hands of another
I take for worth, and the beauty of care
Which when asked, why is God a timidity to bother?

Indigo silence?
Above the ley we intone:
Special to us, the speed of thus
Hope you same the ides of worldly fun...

Predators of let, lots to a man that can
A whole reason, to verify a loose thought
Resplendency as a candor was, a sense of a plan
Where no man has a dread for you, a place for a spirit mocked

Live up to a wall of service, the voice spoken, the voice proven
Has you by the family of gall, if not the gaiety
We accustom to a liberation of the yet to be loving...
Ask the silence, if we can spare the gait of anxiety?

Hatred, patron, and saccharine
In a rolling cloud of disproof, we saw your knickers
When a bird has come home, for the worst a callous stare means
Create a sunny rational with a blessing that has none for a future...

Winds of solemnity
Winds of paradise, to reach the truth
Winds of persuasion, perceived in a chosen liberty
Winds of virtue, with a stipend for youth

Is it us, or the winds changed direction?
Solace in the name of strength, and the might of a friend
In the way of your chaste, if not hastes inflection
Is this wind a fury in the voice of empathy or an enemies rend?

Notice the guitar...
Asking a power, is mercy in the wishes we gave
Is a clash with youth, a head to turn or an answer
With the sweetest you, we have ever seen a hair give, you a savior

Shame on a placebo, that has intone for the pride of glue?
Here, pissy, and ****
We wave the colors of remembering, your example to fruit
On the table, in the tree, and the eyes we are seeking for a world's vexation...

Know patience
With your flower, a halo of symmetry...
Right about silence, are we to understate rages?
Pennies, and silvery tongues in a jar, ready for liberty?

Strange almost, never absolute
Walking before us, the tows of remorse
Have the character, the clash of sincerity's doom?
Here is your waiting smile, you offer is a kinder force...

Lights in the city
Awful promises, that risk, everything
For your chance, with blind measures, the opus of wit
Has you by the hand, and I want a little more than anything

When, suspense, and anticipation?
Has had our sit, to collect a merciful none?
That has seen the world through, our eyes as kin
A brighter memory has come with us to a deviation

Pretty lady, are we to share a kiss on their behalf?
Doting on the sore and the sour, can't a simplicity save one more
Justice that is, when sordid is to be a question we instinctually laugh
Is a world-weary sneeze at the rhyme and reason, of justice's order?

Killing time on each other's nerves, asking the poor and their actual
Will we succumb to live and let's lucre; the walls of oblivion...?
Taste the flower I gave you, a shrewd sin in the morrow so if and factual
That time is following us, with another face and space for living...

The opinion of candy, the taste of powers of Christ?
Has a wayward share in a cloud, that escapes the moment with avarice
In a brand-new breeze, of what was somber news, a shadow of lies?
Is our need, a penny spent, and a tongue about sexes blessed, sight?

Awe, sweeter vestige
Few's care at home:
Hellraiser...?
By the more, meld unto done

Angry beginnings
To a rhyme of sate, voices
That have life in its lending
Savagery; do we keep simply, our echoes?

Frequency of a noble God
Six among love, seven might song
Rise, avarice, we see the nod
Of a portent, of a heart, so strong...

Deal me the, care...
Sophistication, in a game of chance?
Set on a mystic table, earning a hasty stare
Meant in our hands, a draw of substance...

For a meagerness
To dry a tear, in a humanity's wish
Spice, suspicion, and ***
Power in the name of salt; we began for liberty, this?

The day the professing came
Worth in the reach of promises, a mayhem of justice, salt
Silence broken but not strong, until a wisdom by same
To me, the mention of a wish in sunshine; is girl altruism?

Sigh, avarice
Sight unseen, and with times friendship
Where is a looking now, to succeed rights?
With the patience of dread, a stoic care in lend...

That knows you...
Press and make the needy known, a pleasant fruit
Sincere and charisma forever in love, in loves due...
We know the calls and tribulation, of another force to suit?

Willing and odd, old avarice
Keeping you well ahead of a simpler brow
To show to our anger, the energy we dote is must
Escape with your strife, a strength to live with how

Run the race with a **** horizon?
Asking the deal of wisdom, is liberty in the cards?
Succor and the avid turn of simplicity, into better all along?
Too much care for a wondering share, is kindness our pardon?

Avarice, you dance like a fool in love...
Avarice, is a fateful lover in truth, the death of you?
Avarice, can we hold your hand above a sultry sun, where stars cause...
Avarice, the pout of opinion is to be a having guarantee, we could?

Share the wealth, defiance is an awakening question
Made by shadowy lips, to the ears your passion sets
In a privilege's way, the patience and virtue of a sight for sore living
That has eaten its fill, of a world-weary answer, you sincerely met

Add a gall, forth with a ghost
We dream a poetry in motion
Callous old candy, we favor for notice...
A place for spooks and terror, that has shared devotion?

Odd, the taste in popularity here...
Awake and see the form of our destruction
Sated forces that claim, the tow of a worldly fear
Silly old love, with a simpler friendship for you, a behavior and an intuition...

Creations of sin, in the mind's eye, a curiosity to foretell
Ancient we are, the prayers and decency of liberality, foresworn
With the lips of reality, to these we remember a wishy-washy hell...
Days have ended, with a voice to revile; we promise to dusk's forces...?

Tale of the dread, in the echo of a beautiful misery
Whether you are, or am I the passion of a better youth?
Coming of age, with the spare dream of a knowing, history
That turns out to be a campy nightmare, with a moment to rueth

The movie ends, with a phantom sneeze...
Coming from nowhere, and with a sensitive cloth
We see the role of sincerity reversed, a delicate lead
To a wishes house, where a mercy is the new future of wrath

Justice for quiet, the almost of silence served...
And broken with the shall we made, for a unique and tender
Friendship, of waiting and meaning the world, for a love to work
Like a running fool, in love with tomorrow, we see a prayer we lent to life for might's render...

West with the sailor
Witness the pride, I make:
We are the succinct, as a day were
Worlds away from love, we notice our justice's sake

Wish, for a dilemma in the seen...
Taken with soul of service to an ideal
Are we heard, are we here to collect, is he correct?
Having the time of our lives, has the sun come to heal?

A mercy in the western sky...
With the whistles and salacious stares of a nobility
Speed in your way? a stronger why?
Saving guidance from a mutual lip, I know you for a liberty...

Moons with a tear, smell like cheese
Green as a coltish survivor, of a meant spoil, we share a tea
Like liberty is a watching mouse, with a raging tomorrow to ***
Look hard or surmise a bready nose, the day has come for the sea?!

Night in the harbinger's arms, joins one
Won with a stoic resolve, a decency has the moment to glow
We are the people to beat, when avarice has no money
How, is with me until a name is sweet as a flower, never sour...

Names with a realm to their touch, honey
Waiting on the soul of promises to become our own
Can a sailor with a fishy breath, save you from a tongue of firey
Draught; not draft, not drastic, not dramatic, not drones...?!

Smile one less time, one more age?
I have learned to marry...
A question of pomposity's advice, that has curiosity for kind
Comment and see this land, have a sigh we made, a heart to carry...

Totally, for ever more, as sure...
Spirited away
With our eyes watching the sun, curious
The glare of history, is with us to say...

I love to see you, love
Cause and creation
When nights roam, spirit even does
The obvious, a heart to know needs sensation...

Has become...
Our soul reason to exist
Letting the lent have a taste of home
We are the people, who have happiness to list

Rage was such an old man
Sitting in his overdue chair
Pregnancy, layovers, and books; have a plan
Will a secret arranged to excuse sharing's stare...?

At this time, the bills came to be paid
Heat, grocery's and rent
Where we were, the eyes of what we said...
Alive, in the name of life, we meant...

Watch a bar of soap, marvel?
Until kingdom come, and it's still just soap...
But, with a bit of waiting for better, water is such a heathen soul
Exact a drop, with a party at hand, and you to will play life's joker...

***** with a racier past, friend?
Silence come of age, with a rosy cheek...
Is chastity's sore head, mine, or a change of kindred's?
Into a good friend, with another bottle, cheap...?

Pasts of choice, between you and irony's wall...
Here of love, to make many more than meant
In a secret rendezvous' hall, where even the truth has found a friendship, little
And wanting that show to become a sincerity; can we talk and eat?

Talc, and each...
Drunk as I am, am's godliness predilects cleanliness...
At a sour moment with a spare don't it, in a haven't oft reach...
For a stirring same, I wish to see you turn stones into a God bless...

That was it, a whole realm of courtesy, come and gone with favor
And a new means to a worthier end, a wish to add silent beginnings?
To court a new time of sense and share; to these we know us, living's query
Come with the world's answer, I have met it; soap with it's own questions...

Two of salt
Have a heaven, have a done
Wrent with the times, a unison fault?
A picture of silence, when you have a question?

What is salt to a weary heaven?
Claim the door, or make a fruit a sovereign future
We have the sulking, the tradition of when art is the question
Can a hardier nuance, become the notion to endure?

A picture of paradise?
Promises and privilege, to greet your decisions
Of waiting and fating the stare, opus hopes is wise
So to a form in choices void, is a wakeful two, intimation?

Of a welling conscience, and the first of many kinds
Of wishes for, and taken with impressions visit
Medians or tedium, a rule of voice is to become our mind
A sake, with tomorrow on its nerves, and the rest of the future for wit

Creating the art of hours, a wishing order to worth
Is a raging held in honor or contempt?
Longing for a masters stroke, can a sharing candor, leave us with certain...
Ours of heed, and curiosity, to be a show of what life lent?

The mastery of a premonition
To work the magic of the age, a host's place and or confirmation
Come by the senses of another, to speak the truth of intuition
That has become the pout of romantic powers, a vision of a generation?

Sorry won't do...
Open to arguably the same
Of what is, a person of who
The truth, when I quietly name...

Children a universal charity...
Elect a seer, or offer a proven
Wait, is ours for a faring vanity
The has your might, as chastity's problem...

Fly by, and heed?
A question of moments, more adores
Ask the question of mete and need
The luck of angel's, is anger was...

A place for cynical wealth, lost
A pace of worthier demonstration, caught
A pax of elucidated reasons, saw us
A person with uniqueness depends, saw it

Given the gift of giving
That youth has come of age
For a sincerity, sated with living
In the shadow of kindness, not angers fate

Honor, I wear a discotheque
Like, a clown's first dance
Integrity, comes for permission, wicked
Opinion, salt and pepper on an egg, is a demon's problem

Little more, than a thank you
Sassafras, is no hap's ecstasy
In the proud and angry due...
We made a frank photograph, your drunk intimacy...

Is a pardoned stare, at faerie tales
Meant upheld, upheaval is a wager
Of a world, with no clash with vice fail's
Proper though, in the name of fate's mere

Mercy, with an extra shirt
Ready for a pant's relent, regret
In an unescapable kiss, of hurt
And possessing quaintness, we are the boding let...

Witness the gasp...
Of a spirit, erudite to a finish
Of levity, long before callous can ask
Is it all right, to wink at liberty's wish?

Wealth...:
Simple reaches, to work for an echo...
Through the place of patience, health
Of a commune with sharing, we loved:

Envoy the grim, enjoy the stimulation
Oft a harmony, that has foiled love
With more than a rainbow, a light of stipulation
Come for victory, over a coarse lie of us...

Tomorrow, is the eye of a lover...
Sweat, can hope harvest itself, now?
Rued by the dread of chaste, ever overt
Is a needy gasp of purpose, even our how?

Tomorrow, has come...
With a shall's most provocative...
Breathed simply, and for some...
Sense itself, comes from a spirit to give...

Obvious tomorrow's...
With a moment to sulk
And save you from love borrowed
From a savage isolation, a world has come by to balk

Time, I borrowed...
A liberty's cause, overtly
The range of a voice, harrowed
By the silence of a worldly sigh, I clarify...

Speed in the rain
Spare isn't and their shoulder, to which we shall
Share a daze of rage, that has beauty to complain
A merit of stronger ideal's, were a swallow of pride's all

Knock, knock
Who's there? rainbow baby...
Rainbow baby, who? while the thunder finds a rock
Rainbow baby can play flute lightning quick...

So, the better question is...?
Why do politicians kiss baby's?
Because a family knows when to cry
At the oncoming storm of protest, that, is the shoulder of that family

We got fed, a shadow...
Teeth of wishes to include a miserable portion, of could notoriety...
Secret's to underscore a sharing wind of prevention, a fickle owe...
Is a timid sweet tooth on a journey to your future past myself hungry?

Of course, eye candy
Had in a rise of temptation
With somber welcome, is rage handy?
Brazen and tender, is dancing a nation?

Compare ours to us...
Requited anarchy, with a moment
To tell hatred to take a bus
Cross town, when we know cope is silent...

Night
And the being start to something better
Shake your pass, or keep your house light's on, right?
If we stake a claim, on our sleepy whether?

Another rainbow with a pet pity...
Sick or spit, a smile at you...
Waiting on your color, lady liberty
Have we accepted truth, as a key to simpler futures?

Where a fire in opuses heart, is my fruition
Ten fingers and ten toes, with adding imagination
I see the prophecy, in a dance with intuition
That you left to integrity, for yourself; soap and patience

Know me...
For a sound
Of rainbows, with a key
To an angel's home...

Where is God...
If I throw a light
On heaven, and all it's ought
Just the right side, of might...

Made to know
Making best of only worse
Have I cheated you, from it's blow?
Bare the smile, of sense of course...

Walk by
And I will say hi
If decency, is no lie
Just to remind, asking God for why...?

Is like counting your blessing's, *******
Is merit to the man, with homes guidance, ****
Is a worthier opulence, that just a hole, sharing dole
Is a requited angel, that has seen the light, work

Speed in love
Speed to eat, from a rainbow
Speed to know, the sun shines for us
Speed to give, a heart an angels how

Spare me...
The reach of roles; worth endeavor...
Subtle likes, of when the earth becomes anarchy
Can't, a face see the life we were?

Candor, in a hand held
So to how, a vestige of resilience
Come by sense, a meet so little
Of how a soul can be, a lover's chance...

Save a wish
The times throw of light
Sense we shall know, has reality to relish
Stark knowledge of better, than a dread right...

To see what went away
In the might's of generosity
Just to become, just to say
We know love is life's virtuosity

Light has a language
Share the wealth...
Worth is ours, for a quaint rage
Stick out your tongue, we sake health

Waged wars, stirring a shadow
Mete and future heat
Had for arbitrary whence, when owed
Is a clash with empathy, embarrassed to seat...?

An angel at the table of anarchy
Sweet fares, sweeter charity
Marvel with mine, a dead flower is happy
Tell tale harmony, of vivid disparity...

Ought the spare, the special
Lips of virtue, we will know
Water over the bridge, and a succinct smell
Of death playing, at an imagined blow...?

Of a friend, within an eyes shadow
See me, the ironic role of breath
With a moment to decide, a gladdened more
That has bespoken the world, in a day love has let...

A wish in a coal mine
Rainbows yell at each other...
When darkness comes to shine
Certainly, suddenly knows when we bother

Subtle echoes of feelings
A heart has for few, a sense oft due
Made from silent charisma, a ruse in the dealings?
Of our vanity, who'se business is in adding love?

Rainbows know when to cry...
Like better asking, we already have?
Do their birds of a feather, have wishes to fly?
Wings in love, encourage mercy to save...

Integrity has taken a step...
Many and a marvel, keeping a peace
Like the sun, worshipped a lip
With a night's simplicity; is our ease...?

Each of a smile
If not the shied but true kiss, of respect
And its weary way, to another tear of denial?
Letting hope see our knowing, we know what to expect...

Rainbowing guff
Which wasn't whether other wise
The ordeal of love
Was ours, a heart to despise?

Wagers appear
Salt for honey
Quiet for pepper
All out, for the money

Sat urges
Complete the stalking...
When misery has a word...
Isn't a stickler for how, wishes walking?

True...
We have the odor of anxiety
Made to order, made to due
The impossible, in order of tragedy...

Complex cousins
Ready to dance, obligation, into the light
When such, a saving grace, has seen the poison
Blind bell's on the route, to what fate might...

Likewise asked
A horn of plenty
A jaundiced look for facts
A storied gift, to overwhelm the method of rendering

Gaiety
And universal aplomb
For a rights spontaneity
Is courage ours, for what was first and them?

Today we see the truth
Immediate course to a pleasing craft
Taken as a true believer, the pace of couth
Is a willing host, the common curiosity to keep, hath?

Ready to acknowledge
A learned simplicity, in the heed of intellect
Is a waiting garden of composure, a deeds wage
Has sat and noticed the coming liberty we reflect

Speed to interim, the tale of beloved gains
Of resolve, to redress the stead we knew, is merit
The very voice of needful vanity, as it reigns
Is ours for a weight of the world, and its unique wit?

Shyness redeemed:
Asking livid wishes of a smile, that seldom due
With particularity, a coping whim
That has seen the guidance of knowledge as it was, worthier love

Walk for it...
Ideal's for sojourn's deed
A promised jewel for your wit
Spare to my eye, wishes will feed...

Mercy, to a quaint dance
Might a problem sit?
I will still kind, of a shared defense
Misery, is remembering when I meant...

Simplicity's swallow...
Of verisimilitude to conceive
All's of a decision, here to hallow
Risks or retinue, waiting is ours to believe

A drive for impression...
Is salt the divine?
A shame has tendered, a care's lesson
A quieter question, that will share haves marital shine?

Profession of a charisma's flower:
Shall we compare ourselves
To awe or wisdom, known a charity for my sighing's lover
That has a voice that gave merit, my name, for what delves...

Serendipity
True to through
Though, a rainbow travel far
The question of might, is openly should

A house of energy's
Quiet critique
Halt and habit, specific
Live sincerity's life well, we have each

Doors may close
And suspect a chaste
Is a courage to pose
The other side of promises, fast

The conquering of death, with dread
Ahead is a boding continue
Of what we know, is a living lead
To the sigh of consummation, with liberty due...

We see the creation, the commotion
Owed a love, by the reality of sakes
Made to keep a rolling serve of devotion
To the mercy of us, all of a lover's might, with which we make...

Spoken first, particular last
With a mightier introduction, ahead
Since sincerity, since seclusion, so fast...
Has the voice of a beautiful angel, awoken to lead...

Meetings of the mind
Continue in the voice, meager times
Hope and surmisal, can be so kind...
Letting a lost promise, become strength's trying...

Survival's prophecy, of the fittest
Where in, stirs of shared conscience
Is the can't, the cope of truth, a senses test...
Adage over communed liberty, overtly presence...

A tale of two liberty's
Shown a calling, a creed to instinct, due
Know a keep, beyond which is civility...
Ready an eye, of comprehension is anarchy's you...

Salt to salt, spice to spice
Where, out to dance among intuition's stars
Has the new voice, of now in love twice...
The rue of simplicity, the risk of summation, by far...

Now is, new isn't
Nothing but succinct...
Compare me to something besides wisdom?
Have you seen a care, without believing...?

Can seldom become an occult?
Impatience is mine, for sincerity, to a fault
Sweet Christ, am I a have's vivid salt?
Void is my name of you, until I select light for shalt...

Irony is an awakening source...
Simple futures, fruit like a question
Angel's of a feather, finish a lot with love's force
Answer's of chastity, haven't received my blessing

But beauty has...
An age to itself
Letting bother become your fascination
Is another question, of powers and their wealth?

When a tree makes a wish for you...
Is the world its lord, or should you clarify
An our of held lips, until harmony is due...
The truth of a voice, known as a miracle's vanity

Share, are we your decency?
Share a little more, history
Share is ours, to spite, leniency
Share, it had to be you, wisdom's epistolary

Prevent or protect
Salacious, we know bitter try's
Of a sincerity, determined to collect
Fright's, in the name of when beauty cry's

Pardon me, the future silence
Somehow, asking a savior's heart, how
Special is a tribute, on the chin...
Secret's with a many, misery in a tow

Can't mean the better?
Sordid advances...
Makes the call, to finish the letter
Of a wish, then with avarice's chances

Reposed, the had guilt
Sense seemly, a willful and sour sake
Has our opinion, all in a row to be felt
With love before life's content, accepting a mind is one to make...

Simply the seen
And devoid, we know a clue
To a sharing breeze
Is a whole presence of mind, to accept due?

Welcome to peace
Welcome to eclectic shall
Welcome to wishes we make, feast
Welcome to the table

Where is habit if I surmise a legend?
Taken with life's little pill, is havoc to compose a charade?
With realms to simpleness, is a guest my only amend?
Sincerity in justices' way, will we compare the actual to love or hate?

Welcome, indeed...
Sour notice for an endearing friend, never in forces allowed?
Time to wish in verbose causes, a summary lead
Has us for the next, the best to expect a living's power...

Spoken tests
Of virtue in the neglect
We made what is your surviving smile, of lests
A query of the conditions, of what tomorrow reflects...

Minor adjustment
To a thrilling gift, today is a worthy sort...
Many and all or any and few, to ask a relent
Is history a reach for better now's, than a day on its course?

Major question
In a bell, we see the forest for the trees...
Rung proud, to let hope save a charity for life's oppress
We have found the welcome of strangers, to be like cunning bees

Moment's superiority
And the hour of onus we took for granted, the truth
Is awake, is becoming sake, and known to smile if naked
Singing its praises, in certain language, is hatred youth?

Done like your smile, was our first tongue, to understand misery?
Happening with demand, depend is a reign we designate sick
But letting doles be souls, can a dramatic entrance be a relative history?
Be the better of destiny, fated with an orchestrations fire, lick for lick

The stare of compromises, the faring of life as it wizens...
Stirred with the causes and effect, that made time a sincerity
Grander with a ray of sunshine, but greater as a glares decision
Can a whole might, of what is a bared appeal, be the voice you make for integrity?

Waited women
Sojourning men
Accuracy, for a doling wind
Sophistication, and their children...

Purpose ought a promise...
Sans a wishful eye, we knew you...
Truer by a salt; a fault to wizen...
Collapse and see, the honor you are due...

Adding hours, with their causes
Risque, is the name of sinister works?
But with reality to invest, the cares are odd...
Of a reason in love with bests, the smile of worsts?

Callous
Actual liberty, to worth in the limelight...?
A voice so simple, that it is the speed of us
Viewing the mercy in a lived seem, are we forever, right?

Lies to the patience, the turn of solace into deems weal, real...
Have the excuse of decisions few, but forces of a secret's wish
Has become the only way to pardon life, a heart to steal?
Hatred is cheap, when your mind swims with a fish...

God's heaven
Smiles of decency, for a frightening halt to it
Timid futures, with a place for love, even given
Only lead by the truth of us, sincerity and wit...

Sleep of the, ages...
Sent to went, the tilling eye of loves sate...
Merit in one more kindness, above which is life's wages...
Time with no proof, of what is a lovers fate...

Forget the fire...
Finer, by a cerebral introduction
Space for use, and a hello, in no denial
Has conceded our future, a mightier reflection...

The quite of quiet
When we are, a hap to convince
Avidly, the knowing of a right
Seldom and the many, to look for ends

Energy in the name...
Odd to argue, but with misery's lip
Weren't we the spite of an austere shame
Grant us the unity in a tow, and we will show wit

Cares of a more, then mercy
Excel's at a weary eye...
Been a shadow of example, to worry
Is a wanton call of suicide, a sigh...

To collect a silent fury?
The marvel of assumption's tongue
No future, knowing a fool to carry
A wish to oblivion, is our courage a hero already won?

God
No feat, without a shared liberty
Dote or dole, saviors are our nod
Bared eyes of justice, took anarchy...

Sense beyond a horizon
Speed is a gift, if given lit
Poor days of callous seem, a more won
From the exaction of you, your wisdom and wit

Wishes for little futures
Are mine, mind the pace of hate
Pale was its name, a done so curious
Furious in flight, and a soul so late...

Look with your many, a might's heart
Is a single love, sat before me
In the darkened eyes of worlds, is a start
To live better than love has a right to be...

The nature of children
With further power, I know a spirit's fun
Let like a grace was, the truth of the wind
Spare to will, we will know it's life for one...