Promised lands
Had in the hands of temperance?
Show me a soul, to survive the price, of also ran...
And I will show you, a courage to make the lifetime of a chance

Patience for a summation known
None and absolutely the bared
Brief as a hindrance in gray, can be and to own
Mighty is as a silence many, when presence comes to fair

Tokens of redemption
We fate with a savior, or his jaundiced kiss
Look a wish in the eye, and keep me at arm's length
To worth we understate, a host of another wish...

Predilection
Avid and musing in the shadow of thus
To never squander, but giving squalor a reason's protection
Till we see the smile of the sun, sake a risen miracle for us

Share with thee, the nature of kingdom come...
Turning to chaste, the ilk of resumption and its seasons fancy
Works of dismay to clash, we have seen the callous wink, of home
Become a relationship with misery to due, the whole of remnants, see...

Long teeth and truth's of night
Simple news in a solemn hand, to remember you
Tact and its lesson, saved as we are from a curses right
Is your justice in mind, or is jude a survivor of anger and its glue?

Safety first
Said a yearning sunshine
To the best of me, reaches for sense and burst
When an avail is ours, to complete a sigh...

Safety wind
Append and appoint, the course of a friend
Showing us this and that, to excite a giving
Of resolution in our way, excess of curiosity to end?

Safety theirs
Energy we mean, meant in the heart of synchronicity
True to a silent offering, that has seen a prayer's
Confession, the toll of even tides and them ide's, we invite to liberty

Safety forth
To a treasured irony, the tale of implicitly
The tarry of spare feelings, and the source of more, worth
In the name of a simple future, love is ours to introduce, eaves of heaven?

Safety independence
Astute in a couth, assumed in a truth
Saving heed, for a generosity to understand chance
And your still here, with a mind to begin, another soul worth youth?

Safety came
Decency in a real venture, of done and will, beauty
Have the senses of reach, reason and reign?
To tell a story on the opposite side of the might, we saved for you to prophecy...

Lines of salt?
I was surprised with...
Succor, in an each's show and tell
All of a courtesy to signify, **** and bliss...

Share with me
The have, in your heart...
Sake and diamond rules, to a gay lee
Smiles that have the look of an angel, worth warmth?

So, asks the rhyme on their lip's
Of redoubt and vice to intertwine
Are we saving you, or the mind, a history Hippocrates...
Has spared for the sun, found a dragon with sight for meaning mine?

Insane, or a serpent's bite?
I know the callous which, if not weakened side of a rout
Staring at what's left, of the sun, will it grant our right?
Right to the point, and with a problem in the mar, I pout:

Love, love equal to us
Simple live in my eyes, the scope of angry odds?
Curious wishes to sate peace's life, if my thus
Tooth and nary come heaven, is this ordeal our future, our law?

Passing the vice, and the vicinity of a ray's recall...
Does common sense mean the better of sincerity, took
From the mouth of babes, or are we a reach for what was, a majority...
Of forces we never saw, without the hidden being, our final look?

As a levity in the known, relationship's and the merry toll of silences
Questions bared, we miss for a love smitten with ideas...
We note with the patience of another's sigh, to except a reality in the pride
Of courage and its comely certainty, the callous world, has to be

Presence of mind to tell, a shaming season with bitterness in he'll?
Actual live and let loves metaphor, with the coil of mortality...
Preparedness for a strength we found, was a riding remark about little...
More than else, a reason with causes in the dark, are worth more than eye ball pucky...

Figurative all, to do the intolerable?
Succinctly ours, the future to shine?
In a presence for lived design, a habit we sour?
At, and well, a sulking hat that has the time...

Timid, days stricken, and a harrowed call
To a wizening family of thought
That saw you, in a character of mightier vow
Sheer mention of ought, the infancy of moment's, to do what?

Looking here to normalcy
Asking if a watery eye, has a legend or a myth?
Saving a response from a curious like-wise we mean
Having a lot to our friendliness, the able and the is...

Avoiding a jest, with the measure of many?
See, the coming honor to serve a shrouded question?
Halt and secure, the blanket of simplicity?
Shadow a pretty freedom, as if a wall is, a hero worth seldom's selection?

Can curiosity dance with me, comes a voice...
Patiently we know, the care energy has made
Taking the time to address the hope, we are a sort's
To make doll's a hat, that has a patience we fate...?

Tenacity, comes again, the voice of a little boy...
Persuasion's and distance to a clinging hurry, and its forms
Shrewd as a beloved irony, can be, I know a decency chosen
That has senses before the same, of a patience that is, loving more

What should a mention of a callous and actual lip of sincerity be?
Can an hour of dissonance and identity become our soul's tale?
Is a relationship with idleness, the only way an open letter can keep?
Asking a little girl and boy to pray, is a where ours to kiss and save?

Hands held, and promises in no particular way...?
Never meant without a season of philosophy, and a live of order
Before chaos, we see the collected calm and cool of our intimacy
Saving the day, with a remembered kiss that has no hex to age with worry...?

Time has no issue?
Privilege in its not so distant doorway
Left to it's devices, the toll of evening bell's due
Blessing a land's, needs and decision to say...

Can't?
(If the risk's of virtue to love)
Simplicity save itself, or form our heed, a want?
Strange, knowing a bird in hand when this is our covenant...

Places we never fed, anything but strength's more
Till we saw the praise we meant, have a season
To augment a rise of nothing, to the plane of forth...
This purpose is a reality we share, as if a life's reason?

Shall we heir, and enable the dance of ages?
Known for silence's gift's, the craved history
Made from a new house of possibility, come to wages
In the name of beauty we can see, and place in peace, perfect...

But is the hand of an enemy...
Still the corner of ennui, we found if to be...
Shame, a frustrated hope, with time we lead
To tomorrow, to know a cares shadow, the future's integrity...

Same side of said
As a wish in the storm, of prodigy
Simple order to a calming hap, we made
In a truer time, a need to look and seem...

Triumph of an awkward note
Of the sincere stare you gave
Promises I sulk near, and quietly give the vote
Tame my soul, like a stare was, my savior...

Reasons to dance with, like a resolute meant...
Does a wizened face, have the sense to protect?
Angel's, devil's or otherwise, are we love sent
To a smile, that gave me strength, or can avid elect...

The stillness of our day's, completing the chaste of nights
Into world's of voice and encouragement, that has a lived
Purpose, the salt and destiny of kind, we favor for might
Time in its long run to harmony, become passions we confess?

Vice's ear
Made to learn the impossible, of subtle sanity's
Questioning a heart, for the difference between now and fruition, to near...
Are we a saving grace, and can I prophesize, about your humanity?

So wise, so sovereign?
Listening to phantoms of entourages, we dote
Are at a colossi of patience, true to dread in a handshake...?
With but such a bitter lip, a star to guide by, we hope...

Actual live and let's give...
The time, to a furious, shall?
If the nature of simplicity, to well again
Is a reaching hour, our future of the eyes of fate, to all?

Sweet we would, afford in the stare we mentioned...?
Sheer distance to a cold shine, we favor once, but in regret?
The toil we imagine as a fared friendship has, to win...
The mind of observance, if winds endear a novelty meant

Tongues
And the mirk we decide is a language above the board
Looking here and there, the pout of reasons
Sincere enough to welcome another, with a word, a world or ******...

Treatise of the ******?
So, is a little more ideology our only way to confirm...?
The need and the notion of dread, which has seen us, a lam
Of waiting for a jewel to imagine the greater pass of sense, occurring...

Like a benign tear, an angel, with a promise for each...
Sing and strong, since and sin about sakes of silence we save, for same to savor the shown
Were we the courage to situate a coping judge of human pasts, a smile of energy's to preach?
When a savior has a clue, is a means to accept, ours with society to halt moment's like these...

War of the worlds?
Two awkward planets walk into a burp...
Since we are a gift of misogyny to a babe, early...
Actual lip's if joy and gaiety, to earn?

Fascination of this sort...
Patience to fritter away to nothing?
Doors and creaks, of excitement making sour work
For a seasoned smile, worth all the difference to owing?

Left to their own devices, the tale of courage...?
Coped and silly to a needy eye, with it to love...?
Seriously and found, with a roll of laughter in the age
Have we soured at the sight of condition to live for us...

They know a craving, the aspire of give and take, today
Let with the hour, of disparate fun, in the now with a thumb
Since we are talking of sires and the lord of tastes, we may
See seldom in your eyes, the token and the care of yesterday's home?

Hell, itself, or a belch of a worlds to accuse?
Sight and reticent lends, of a soul with anger to fuse?
Look and see, said an infant once, will we enthuse?
The moments of conscience, like tomorrow to save, a friend soon?

Get the joke?
Marvel at the sides of a keeping hope, the rue of can't
And a legend of heathen, to wink at a sour kiss and a mother with soap
Try your silliness somewhere else, this kid is a season to want...

A pet ...
And a misogyny with it to prove, a still honored nigh
With a clashing heed and succor in ordeals, to interest you in amends
With a rational voice, to collect a patience anew, the sorts we rise with when me is right...

Named Semblance, darling...
And the inherency, of a sordid and basis, we have for time
Arearing an erudite voice, to the plainness of justice and furor at starts
And a noble finish, that has a reach for sunshine, that comes to peace in your mind...

Ask me another day, when waiting has a golden idea
Save me, a rue and kiss, that comes to new places and sayings, like
Angel's and devil's with a real enough past, that are a better means
To an end in portrayal and a simple clue, of a deed of a babe that kept, a sincerity to say hello to why?

Something simple
Something with a whetted appetite
Something that regarded arrogance with she'll
Something concerned with allowance as might

Penny's lost in the river?
Nearby, staying the bridge of composure
Were we the complete, the sharing energy's
That make a stone tell the truth, to friends so curious...

Reasons and a rhyme
That delved to art, the kisses so deep
We ever sit and compel, a levity in time
The sore honor, of remembering the finish we seek

Places of few, articles of poise
True to absolutes, turned to futures
As if we have wishes to say, is home our choice?
A house by any other name, have the embarrassment of the world?

Simple something...
Taste in a hand held, by the callous shall, we devote to reach
And their in, there out a lapse of reality to solve a dreams
Heed, and weal maturing with the lovelorn eyes that need a hearts each

Strange, meeting you here
Soft and uttering your name
Sharing the smoke, the distant we're
Is like a jewel with no place, but to same...

We say...
Over you
The times are a dream, with shrewdness for a doll
Moving in sync, marrying the day you fell, to...

Loves peace's
Shape and shall, time with a song to eat...
And a laugh that has the weight of the world, in ease's
Of courage and mind, a little more tomorrow than sleep

Shame so fine, we dance in the shadows
Senses known forth alive, and a praise for lot's letter
Sulking eye's worth every step, of chance and lows
Strange, meeting you here, when an angel has become my better...

Door's of ecstasy, saved for instinct, sometimes around
Demands of just, and willing hours, satisfied by now
Duress in a consciences row, to the needs of voice, so sound
Days of might and paradise, we met in the rages, we visit for avow

And a lonely hour, sat in front of me
Took and misogyny, reason and role
To ask you a simple question, in a length of opinion lead
Is the salt we made, we said, in your right mine to hold?

Lover's in a gay world of yet to be named
Admittance and joy to see the sigh come true
Long look's, austere hope, and the honor of sides of fame
Made from coping we saw, in your days to love and do...

However, sometimes
Sake's we face, with your doles
Longevity in lore, with simple trying
Done and yourself, to limit a world...

To three sides to the same coin
Silver in our mind, but wronged by a shame, we despise
******* with a room to *****, truer to issue suppose, loyalty
In separate irony, we fear the soul of jaded same, wise?

Strength's never mentioned...?
Soap, the terror of our lap, laughter we don't remember?
Sand, with a reach for sour rapport, with a can't intentioned?
Song, and the right hand for loft of an intoned our, to render?

Light in a golden smile, so rare for a shape in the years
Welcome me to a reigns future, the knowing and the owing
Sated with sense of me, allowing the past's to rectify only, were
The misery we envision, is a curse in the stare of a loving?

News from a diamond on the finger, a rose between teeth
Similarity with a push for evening, and its twinkling meet
Have sincere, the count of responsibility to requite, each
And the echo of a courteous torch, that says also heathen

Is this deifying kiss actually a divorce?
Or am I the reasoned vice, I appear to be?
Will the obvious plant of heed, become a chance at chose or chores?
And is the fight we notice, a tale served to years, for a stone and/or key?

Looking one more time, with the frank levity of a season...
Does a rational voice know a wilder stare in fascination
Or is a patient eye, the sickness of justness and politics of medicine?
Looking for love still? try a pale freedom in the glean of intuition...

Actual, ought and moments
Tarry under the likes of us?
****** into the light, and sour relents
Upon a stone so favored, time has named it 'thus'

Patience to seem a cordial deem...
Of cause and carry, the portent of lucid more
We fascinate each other, with a realm to fathom
Succor and its history, a liberty to realize with, war...?

Pride has its must...
Pathetic knows the scope of unions and vexation...
Power's seem the better of loose cloth...
Preeminence suggests the common, to be a many's intuition...

Stink in here?, please watch out...
Never burden a conscience without simplicity's presence...
For decency to collect another insight, we make in a pout
That devastated an enemy without alarm and anti-rhythm to ends

Looking at forever, with the embarrassment of another
Till, we share the concern in a lack and clashing being, ask
Me if I spill the beans of politeness, or if hill's of beans matter
Looking the part, purpose and past; judges of hell have acted...

Colloquial
Odd duty to a freedom
Semblances of force, and denial?
In a sake for shares, is lovelorn...

Aspiration, to well in the future
Sense with a reason, we envoy as if asking fall
Ought and sour rebuke in a watching security
Is a lore to finish it's burden, as if towed for all...

Ssshhh
We see a livid stone
Ask about the baring of a cause to listen
And a heed in trouble with speed, a vice atoned?

Simple, comes the gravelly voice of dismay
Sour and hurt feelings in a power
We see is a clash of since and its amends, worry to say
"I love you, with a risen might to serve, nor"

Good news, and the back of a plan
To tell the sudden, and the found
We are truer in a faint sorts, than a salty frog in the can't
Does Prince Albert, have a rued smile, or is singing on our lip's sound?

About a peanut...
And the talk of a town to live for a grief, a same and a cope
That has a reach to the stir's, of curiosity that meant
Tomorrow with a salty pipe, that is reasoning, we hope...

Tantrum's
And the beginning of surprises in the pace of response
And in the possibility, of a fun and seemly, host of fun
With a clique perhaps, comes the reality of a town to want, avidness won?

Done.
And the might of a legendary call to what was?
In the named nature of poise and it's heed, we are begun, homes
Coming to this, a cleverer then me man, knows...

Tow of a decision
Sounds of service to an ideal
Will a crush of existence
Make the known, is our blessing real?

Stepping forward, a show of force
In lend I've selected my keep
From many and sound, bests never worst
Superiority to vouch, is my time, audacity to seek?

Look, and be fascinated
The rule of vastness, are we never
Salt's endeavor, a risk, of a patience
Made for the moment of sense's, a needy lover?

Taken to extreme
And baring the stir of seasoned why
Can we have this first, this last, this dance of whim's
When we all know the better, the truth in each others sigh's?

My angst, my angel, my voice
Would a hair suggest an opportunity?
Like a day with known truth, yearning's choice
We know done and more with means

What did a spoon say?
Will a star spare us?
This time is also a toilet
Shame's salt, if for coping thus

Day's just in, with a time seldom
That has no name, but the one given
Try your luck elsewhere, question's
We share a God of destiny, letting

Is this a good news?
Many story's go by, settling on mere
And we save your future, if and soon
With ably a joke about the weather?

Dirt and milk, say both hi and good bye
Tender eyes know me a song that does
Life in a round gift, we intone if and why
Aloft, with an uncles stare, a kingdom of words in love

Nothing?
And a gay shoe
Fit for a kindred, and a risen host and minds?
Of a real enough same, and dream, asking who...

Like fact's, like providence
In a clash with possible stars?
And a heard lip, to excuse a secret
Was my honor an eyebrow raised, or is is guaranteed?

Living for a salt
And the talk of omnipresence in lore
Is a well regarded tow, our find of sort's curious
Wink and seemingly, a happier justice for...

Legend would have it, just so...
Patience with a family of integrity, mightily more
Ably the norm, and the sporting of known
Halt and respect a date, with semblances courage...

In the best we have to often, offer
Simple acts of distance, and the shall we were
Suppose and many, and the silence of my propheting
Wasn't and thus hushed fantasy, will a found conscience near...

Whether hope or human haste
Succinct and given to our portrayal of taste
With but a care in sincere liberty, we sense is chaste
Can a weary friend in the still of rights, liken to that kiss?

Details to avoid, in a stare...?
The talk and the walk of known courage's
To defend a said hour, tongue and mightier fare?
Simple with our nuance, and the strength we add...

To a fire of announced charity
Token sense, if not the *** of gentleness
Of the scope of vicinity in keep, to a wild disparity
Looking for a host of deference, is this the idleness of us?

Happy youth's, if not our soul let, couth?
We begin here, and is frequency of a torrid answer?
Our only way to yearn, the image of truth...
In a call to destiny's, we affront with the taste of verve

Gaiety or the existence of another proof
Of a summation in our hopes, and a heart of darkness...
That has its own answer for us, the world so aloof
Is it ours for a song, and is the reach of the being ours to bless?

So, a wily and cunning wind will ask, who won?
The terror of simplicity in a could for excellency...
And the throng of poignancy to conceive of a shrewd home
Taken to accept in a notorious and fearsome heed, is this ecstasy meaning...

Porcelain  
And a handsome jest, to instill another kind of demand, to due
Willing the part, and a season of composure we find for you
Does a lip with aged sincerity keep who, or the eyes of waters we Jude...?

Omnipotency
Strength and miracles of kind
Sorrow and fellowship, to understand energy's
Sulking for a liberty to keep, a resolute mind

Obviously a good friend?
Sincerity to ask, the staid and the mar of hope
We found in each other's worldly ends
Satisfied with more, then still thriving cope

Patience and honor in a legend
Assumed with a relative atone
Of a welcomed voice, to the table of rook and amends
Will we survive the court, of counts and done?

Lived harmony to each, their causes and cares
With a heart of possibility, the call to worth
We spied and even envied, by the couth we fare
Is our only accord, to take an obvious example, of youth

Light and epiphany
Told to be a truer day, than a cold conscience has a right
Known to serve the courage of sour may, we begin any
As if a lore in its fashion, has the sense to distinguish might

Omnipotency
Seemly houses of veracity and the rapture we know
Still an acquired taste and reckoning a salt, to be our futures dignity
Like the shadows of potential we keep so resoundingly. we have known...

Limit me to accustom
Turn the corner for might
Antipathy and harmony, to well at moment's
I've freed from a risk to silence, yearning sight

Seldom have I seen, the more laugh
Without the poise I introduce as a season
Owed works and patience to claim ask
And ye shall receive, a portent finalizing a reason

Sharing the news, across a finicky table
Let with art and heed, the chaste we feel is
Redoubt to a fickle presence to learn a weary fable
Tender to shame and the understanding of a quiet wish

Is the care I've sewn, been the perceived gift
Of a stir in need, of a strength to imagine modesty
Into a conversation, with history of mercy and bliss?
Tones of voice, and the aspire of a guardian, can I seem hungry?

Look on the dance of my shoulder, as if a wink is foreign
Lengths I have yet to discuss, without our friendship...
Satiety and harboring a doldrum, the façade of intuition...?
And the seen language of instinct as a revelation of minds, lent

Sent of here and after, the tarry we dote
The fascination of composure in a lived house, is me a cause
Without the pleasance of roles and vestige to clash with mores and votes?
Have the smile on our lips, not meant, a call to odd?

See the rue of my dilemma, and know my today
Welcome me to a stage of form and divulgence
That has a loft to its ordeal, and the opportunity of may
Done with all and due, is a host of acting, the mind to say, amen

Loft to a legend
Sitting sweet amid bell's
See my gentle reply, yonder ends
Of worth we adjust to lucre and its seldom?

Triumph of sense in a quieting hand
To liberate a façade of compromise
And lucid repeat, will decisive mean and?
And can a whole heart of simplicity in the way, seek wise?

Looking here and there, the to and froe
Has the presence we admit, confirms a host
Of poignancy, in the season of courtesy, if not could
Penny's from heaven, and the will power to spend most?

Legend?
And the stir of voice in my open regards...
To the letter and clue, of wishes to amend
But the tone of sensitive matter's, in count and wards

Is a belief in vice so tender, that we know the might?
Of, curiosity and soul, to repeat the advance, of cope
Lent to the land, for a seed of special order and length's of sight?
Like the voice of order over chaos and many over more, we choose hope

To be a bell with a ghost, and a liberty to finish the fascination
Of a clarity in heed's way and will, we see a new friend to be?
Asking the now due energy of a wind, to tell the fortune we lend
Is a can and a want, the price of privilege in the cost of we?

Paces to run
Order and frank purchase
To tell a story of the hour, won
Well to do, and with arduousness as an image

Looking among the challenge...
Sorrow and focus, the drive of sake
Told and taken to promise, the count of whence
Prepared to survive the tenderer core, of what heed make

Silence approves, than the gun
Appearances may deceive, but suicide has a key...
Many to form the words of shares in harrowing
Quiet become the throngs noise, to incite anarchy

Run, run, run we do
Lived and thoughts of content, contemplating a host
To decide our fate, are we worth the moment's who'th
Coming and going to needs of privilege, for a soul so most

Looking for the far hill's, seasoned and cleverly adored?
The wages of the world are at our fingertip's...
Sense and selection for a thought, we have for a word
Since we are the winner, will a shadow face the news, or a halo oft what is?

Come to our circle
Think but the coming honor to be our seldom
Wish the merry wish of when a salt has seen the world
Become the presence of mind, to ask a simple question...

Sanity we compare
To a lemon hiccough, so salty...?
And meaning the best of heir's
When a star has a dream, sorrow has seen its calling

Winds and fires of a chance
Life in the renown of hurry and haste
To will the smile immaculate, in these hands
We surmise the politics of acumen and pace

Promises we can make, in the advance of time
Through and through, the details to rhyme...?
Answer us still, baring a heaven and its lime
Will we save a graceful live, lip or light, subtly trying?

Till we meet again, the notion and the speak
Of a contrary day to the fast and frugal
Whimsy in a court of senses we season with each
Risen above, the call to ages and the marvel of what is now, all

Look a king will say...
And a queen, have an ear of psyche to endear a posed
Quiet and assumed privilege, with the loft of shrewd many
That has the truth in a noble can, see the childhood of hosts?

So dependent, a pocket
For its coin, will we save our moment's
In the distinct draw and limit, we select
For a notorious kind, the almost and sense

Walking faster
Lucre in the round eye of assume
When a home has futures in mind for ask's lasting
Is a whole day the difference between now and couth?

Simple words, if you have none
But a rolling heart to satisfy its own
If not an awakening force, to describe it's mind
As a lore in a happier find, of what was our soul, loaned?

Could yearning love me with heart felt need?
Or is a flagrancy of images, the only way to begin in may
The tale of seems and dreams, the only way we keep...
A courage to distant fires we dote, are a conscience's saying

Once more
The treasure of comparison, to the wealth of an idea
Taken for a friendship wondering if silence is foreign, golden or owned
Of the conscience we seek, the patience of another, pocket?

Pilgrimage for a daisy
Sour mettle, and the tact of pomposity?
Real to our feather's of a chance, amazing
How the sun drives nothing to somewhere, unless a friendly...

See the signature of the wind?
We failed to notice, without the memory of good
And astute know, a proper been?
To the savior's of distance and here after, to show who...

Places we remember, and with forces of right
Accepted as the success of a coming host...
Well in weal, and thorough eye's of many, and their might
Calming the hour, with a respect for what is our instinct, most...?

Tales of the demands, of a new day
When to history's voiced concern, and a myriad stir
Of justice before silence, we know we can seek in the may
Is a lucidity the foremost of all, and did it captivate opuses world?

Space for a chastity to hold, another reason of us?
Patience if a long risk and mercy to a dour visit, will kindred?
We sense are a language of interim's, being the guard of ordeal's must
Will we select our future's with such a hand, and by the means we meant, lead?

Today, was the day?
A price of veracity to adjust to a new light
Make and music of contemplation, a ruley fate
Wealth's reckoning to seem, a succinct charge of who's right

About the wishes of whole, and whether we detain
From a charade of given poignancy, now is a potential, good?
Liberate us, from the silence we demonstrate, as a peace's refrain
Admittance and verily the just, to serve a happen and its shouldn't

See the embarrassment of us, taken to the shy
Announced in character and vicinity to a duress, we favored
Over the common pence of shapes and identity, a cheek so why
When the mercy's of everyday folk, was a grin at savoring...

The voice of premonition, and the marveling of poise
To realize a fate worse than friends, a harrowing we can afford?
With the claim of foreboding, and outright sense for a choice
Well defined in a liberty's hand, but somewhere under the silence, a façade of reoccurring...

Tendered or terrorized, with a mutual lip
Tows and freedoms woes, to admit finally, the complexity we fit
Into a role playing hope, off on the shared season, copious whit
Still the burden and threshold, of a baser pleasance, that we think might...

They saw the kind, gone out for dinner, superiority to knowing...
We found the light of avarice to be a nourished count
Of solace to view, the truth of you, which in a mind blown
Is the court of means, with a beginning to an end, we save flouted

Grease be a willing
Suggested in rhyme and region
To say a place in the stir, we are fulfilling
Save a round eye for simplicity, and you will see pleasing...

Prevalence, and our sparseness of chances
Time with a relative hope, to the collapse of love
Into a sort's so stilling, that many and instancy is lands
Prowess, if not promise of showing the world asks, about your covenants

Choices we make in a delve of seriousness
Trusted with ambivalent pass, and pasts of conscience's
That consume the thought's of oddity, like a child has blessed
A friend in need with the clamor, possibility understands in sate's presence

Omitted from this cause, is a dread to form the worth...?
Of compliance and measure, we seek for admittance
Of your couth, then cope with a reconciliation that you earned
Sweet and immediate, with the notice of chastity as your problem...

Weal, has a new place of harmony for you
Does this shared and giving nod, to what has a dream
Your means to wisdom and its role for virtue's, collusion's
Of when and where we are the distance to life's homage, is this a world's meaning...?

So strange...
So wieldy with and's severity
So mighty when a passion is mine
So futile for a child to ask, is all simplicity?

Won't and deliberation's few, in focus
Of native wishes we have never made
Till we come and know done, blooming in the must
Shadowed fear's and many more to you, the courage said...

Somewhere a fantasy, if a rainbow's grasp
Shame is a tall tale, to a favored friend
Awaited order, and mortal coil's, to even ask...
Again, the truth is a liberty we earn, by comparison?

Simply no more times, with chances so resolute...?
Without a care under the nose, of peace
And deliverance, showing what could
The tale of commonness, and might, we know a calm's treatise?

Callous and envying hope, for a salt and a silver tongue
Thresholds of vice, to unify all of a suppose, just
A capable iota come to itself, for redemption of a heart?
That says the utmost today, were act's of yesterday in hushed...

Valley's of sweet design, if not privilege
Of compliment and sense, giving the dole of the land
To the wisest of beauty's, a prayer in deified wing's, sighed
The past's of inheritability's dread, is a cunning, for seldom's family to?

Peace in asking
Wished for fruit of common duress
Identifying the cold, should of fact's we are lacking
Tradition in the name of past's, we see in the eye's of each other

Light, for a fool?
Secret's in the cares of familiarity?
Sour rapport, if not renown with life as a tool?
Comparing sound to heir's of witness, paces of actuality?

Torment, and the sight of fear...
Alive in the calling horizon, to tell your seems fortune
Well to seldom, in the strength of what we near...
Is fate a driven rain, or can a tear from nowhere see it's couldn't?

Enemies with a sullen smile, for you...
Shame and tranquility, moving in unison
To tell the tale of frankness, that has a quiet tooth, aloof
In the marvel of preponderance, coming for a question?

So, is race a harbored image, of youth and courtesy in love?
Now, is your fate, the truth to serve us a new care
In fettered lucre and see, the coming commotion of us
No two stirring's alike, the answer is still the couth of tomorrow, now

Sally forth
Each's house and have
In the distance, a welling worth...
Taken to liberty among friends, the gift's we save

More truth at the disposal of not
The promises we made, the ones we fought...
With antiquity's precision, where has our lover been our love sought?
Needing but the atone of a voice for when our humanity is caught...

On the cold shoulder of accept
In the mind and fury's of will's
We savor for a solution of when love is let...
The course of another, is a shrewdness that still's

Wishes in the wind...
Making a little more truth than what a soul could think...
Tenacity and the thunderous drive towards, when
Is avidity our shield, or our patience with an eye to blink?

Strength around about, now
The total of our speed and it's hysteria, in a wish...
To look among the known, and see the call of superiority, so how
But bent on a threshold of duty before plain, are we that or selfish?

Misery
And the notion of one more day
Found in the embrace of other's, a place for history
Where we are the scope of adage, to deliberate another's pain?

Semblance playing
Worlds away from norm's we recollected
Shall we take the time, in saying
The toil of freedom, and the mercy we admit?

Timely, in the sun
Welcome to a today
Tomorrow we are a begging question
Is resolve a risk, or a ray?

Simply, asking the moon
If a reason of psyche, is ours...
Or the insistence of quality, come too soon?
Living with a beam of proof, as if power...

Now and then, again with silent amends?
Total's of reserve, just in the nick of time?
Letting a smile be, the season of when...
We are the door to find, a host of trying

Patience, without a friend, and a sense to lands
Act's and passion with a rue of so...
Is a halting world, in a future we answered, with challenges?
Of an awakening fate, we kept in hand as if owed?

Truth, is my only shield, my teetering on the edge...
Of our shame? a whole clash for sense, as is, as was
Our notion to exceed the fair, freedom's we never let
Once, had the conscience of fear, for the strangeness of us...

Now
And the times to remember me, in a lover's gaze?
Hope we save you from the comparison of soul's
In the voice we make, to tell a different story to ages...

We are, at the last?
Honest query into a fate for due
The composure and silence we have...
Attributed to insolence, for a questioned who?

Many mouth's to feed...?
Substance and its hidden causes, to well...
Threshold's in faster eye's, we have come to lead?
Cold, embittered or surviving this taste of hell...?

Shame a knowing house had to leave...?
Still the times in adroit fashion, a word to concept's?
In the mar of verified justice, we have for needs?
Is a response to accusation so lingering, that we don't, relent?

One step more, and with sincerity?
The past's errors and falsehood, a charisma's most
If reasons come for when we are, superiority
To issue a plea, is a dream's salt forsook, the uncanny host?

Establishing fair, a freedom for saner reproach
Took for absolution in the mix, of ourselves to account
A harrowed show of distances, we never lost to owed
Kindred, and the muse of when we are, the irony we rout?

Love and the milk of human decency, we claim is a given
Craving for youth, yearning, and a yarn of hospitality...?
We find in the mutuality of diplomacy, to a carnal living
We mind for a tear asking silence, if we are blisses keep?

Epiphany's share?
Intimate as we are, with roles
Aided by virtue and silence of norms, to care...
Sweet epitomy, has a snare for what doles...

Charisma under the tomorrow allowed
Weal we fathom, with a begging truth
Stares of poignancy, to reserve honesty as how
Lucre in the limelight, in inclined past's, youth?

Wretched, and forced to claim a tooth?
Well to know, with dour reality to silence?
For a gesture in rises and fall's, the common couth
With added consensus, the problems of vice and imagination

Told to yearning, for a somber salute to needs
Are we the stilled same, taken to reason's form's?
To enlighten, a shrewdness, for a climate we heed
With particular gains and fames, of what is many more...

Kisses with a reserve, for what toil's ahead...
Turn's of happenstance, into a livid could
Courage and predicament to assure, we are met
By the stead and stint of cares, that were jealousy rued...

Bell's and epistles, seclusion with again, to tell a story
Fewer in fear, than a call to avarice, has avidity?
Patience, and tumult, we will know is a condition hoary
With a realm to its might, many more known than what is, being

Tradition, and the envy of disciplines
Among the notion of innocence, until a heart is wrong
About the silence of divorce we have seen, begin meaning
A risking home, to suggest even the day can go all along?

Wishes, worth, whence
Patience we fate, and allow
A hard sport of commitment, a pace again
The day with a spoil of voice, we how...

Decency in a handshake?
The role of passion for a nearing so...
To deliberate a silent measure, of past's mistake's
Candor to else, we find ourselves, a quaint no...

Typical, a friend of mind's to each a moment
Will simple ease, and cares, add to same?
We seem to be, a choice affluence...
True to inspired hap, where a guidance of names...

Stares of energy, we find show air's and void's of many
Shall and the season of youth worth kindness, keep act's?
We deem a relative resolve, to tact and fancy?
A reach for adrenaline and its shadow, the communion of pact's?

Will we see amicability and a brand new heart to tell the tale?
The difference between whole and whimsey, natures
Of compromise and significance, to a hopeful resort, for hell...?
That comes and goes, like this, is a shadow made for curiosity...

God and befriending the able minded forces we call a family
Can a happier share of charisma seen, begin here?
And a swallow of bared vicinity in love, be, the courage of finality
Willing to say in heed, a presence for another's fear?

Politics we envy...
Torn between sides and a whole need
Halt to a work, in dour wishes we see
The calm of since, amends come to peer's...

Silence is fate broken?
Worth the security of a common shyness
We have told the known, a risen hope
Toward finesse we dote, reason and mind...

Heralds of poignancy
Somewhere sweet to truth's, yearning more
Than energies we delve into, for out dignity?
Share with us a heroism to seem, the better of world's

Chastity at the cost of the sun...?
Measure and conceive the dour return
Of patience to the hour of semblance and hunger
Kindred to worthier eye's, hope is a caring earned

Legend would have it...
Sour purposes with taste, considered succinct...
Total's wealthy, have a charisma to whit...
Presence of portrayal we can see, is reason enough, to be...

Hatred
Versus the stead of valor
Is she'll the coping add of sensitivity lead?
To state, is love a dilemma's curiosity fashioned merely as if force?

Heathen cold's
I collected with a rule of paper...
Silver and curious steel
With a moment to serve, a call to hater's...?

Of a bullet...
In the strong, building irony
Ivory imbue and sincere weal
The risks of vice, in the vision of another, is me?

Golden silence, and the river of decency
Taken from me, for a salt, the wishes in a legend...
That began in a poignant cull, of what is our history?
When kisses come to tongues, that rival only the bends...?

So extolled, so controlled?
Adding the sky, in a place where no sun shine's...
Without a paradise and a polite...
Knowing the passion we few, is my heart in kind...?

Taken flags, to a role of patience
Example and tissues in the wind, favoring the might
Of antiquity for a future scream, this is where beauty ends...
And many begins, the rational of dependency, to live with lucre's light...?

Right about nothing? but a pair of hands...
In the speed of deceit and the reign of compelling a friend to see
The wishes of valor and its energy, living in sanity and lands
Of courage for a new moment, we are the children of misery...

Prettier than you...?
Salt in the devil's eye
Same side of tomorrow as our sass, soon
Tender by reproach, to a recluse we lie

Upon a native bed
Seldom, to instill, anything but beauty?
Stares and charity's we lead
Curious? question your consequence for lucre

Spare lip's, with a driven insult
Today we are the climb, of vice for admiration
Total silence in the window, a real threat?
If a legend ever see's the care of least, we meant...

Stoically, the nature of a given certainty
Of vision for a venture in the call to a can't
Timidity and reach, with our smile, sometimes lurid...
Learn the speed of limit's, we suffice is and

And a season of reasons we favor, with all and spice?
To look among a heralded few, the scope of decency
Calling upon the somber, the tooth of treatise
We found in the hands of banality, the anger to see...

The shadows have a lover with no sense...?
Angel's of victorious life, known the baser hap we deem
If a delve of comprehension, is a loathsome lend?
Of wizened salt … with a rage comes the patience of them?

**** to treasure
A flight of fancy
Meaning one, and many eye's to cure
A scent of harmony, in line for a me

Still my best, comes the voice
Of insight for reason
Well to do, or made in heat's choice
The legend of cope, is one to season

Stir, stir, and prepare a biding
So salty, if let in the names of just
We fate with a wry stare, and a bit of lime
Set in our fervor, the coming sound of when we are, must

See the brides of common woes
Sitting in hope, we have more to give
Time or its threshold, the better side of owed
Meter and push, for limits we seem to lead

Give the groom's of support, the truth?
It and even more, the example of decency coy
Is but beauty, if nowhere is to be our rewards rue
Shame about the does though, destiny is so loyal...

Sense
Wails of roses
In my nose, and our lends
Proof for a friendship, which even loses

Time to a drawing hour
Simplicity itself...
Taken for a forth, we select with power
The sounds of infamy, that has it to conceal

Prove your metal to us...
Wishes we would of had, if we hadn't of mentioned them
Token appreciation in the arm's, of duty to thus
A relationship with a final star, of consideration and whim

True fatality?
Silence at the end of a gorgeous hand
See the smile, of patronizing a fault in a family, we
Will see you to, the moreover speed and specialness of a land?

Tastes of heroism
**** to finish, in front of the redoubt of rages
Well to know a caring fate, at behest's of shyness, whetted cataclysm?
Taking the time to notice you, in spite of ages...

When to finish, a good book?
Around the fireplace, in the let we do
Smiles in the vice, of an ordinary look
Will a stare, bare the news?

She and stir of august mine
Terms we tell to am's infancy
Shrewd though a caregiver is, and the times
Won't a half of suppose mean intimacy?

Sharing a peek, a look and a gander
Of a vision in while, and the silence we back
Given the knowing and the somber liberty
We have seen in the moment's, a friend has asked...

What is a courage to learn elsewhere?
Instinct and perchance, a rue of sincerity
Is ourselves forever, the truth in a spare
Token of appreciation with a meager insecurity

They welcome the future, we seldom the past
Living in the house of poise, dying in the how of poignancy
Chastity to fend for a strife, and charity for meaning stay has
A conscience to wonder's kisses, that is foremost's possibility

Lip's of duty
Tribulation and service to an ideal?
Threshold of similarity to wishes, lucrid
Enough to mention, the wealth of a judgment to seek health

Spare sincerity, for the talk and commotion
Rued to silent measure, we save the callous virtue...
Vows and perceived how's, that include the mercy's we hold, devotion?
Of a knowing calm, as if surmiseal is a needy who...

Remember me, the tenant of similarity?
So founded, so accrued, so sophisticated?
In the name of better lore, and the **** of implicity...
I've acquired the tone of voice, that names the world, abated

Examples of justice in the middle of the Christ...?
Sour to a meeting hope, that houses a brazen kiss?
With hours and the piety of deem, we sake a vice?
Of heir's dreams in the shall of order, is...?

A friend with may, in his or her, history?
Tell me another, kindred's...
Worth, the nature of privilege in the instinct's we, affirm
Is a relationship with rhyme and reason, considered ahead...

Play and see the modesty of a regular issue of wholeness
Decency and the image of response, to an invitation if love
With a realm to ask, the uncertainty of a risen martyr, with which we knew...
A hair of a chance, I will know is, a sister's covenant...

Can, or a hosted house with it to prove?
All if alienation or the smile of resolve, we dote is dour?
Livid doles, with a right of adding sigh's and couth, to discuss?
Aspect a charity's cloud, and you have seen a real enough time, worthy?

Wry time...?
In the hands of courage
Succinct, if not success in minding
An overture, we relish in sour legends?

Such is starting...
Startling, a whole and a halt
Of virtue to silence, an answer wording...
The truth of our heart, which adores our mercy's call

To wishes we never saw
In the scope of season, without a reach?
When and where to finalize a cold shoulder, we vow
Is a real enough presence of mind, for a rhyme and a cease

Everybody yearns for their senses, with a chair of opportunity
Long in looks for fun and service to an unique ideal
Well with us, the stone saved of a climate to excel, individuality
Young in its breadth and justice, come by chastity and strength, to weal

Lending a silence to a friend and his imagination
Till the redress of complexity, is ours to give...
And select for a future, the shares of when we are life's machination
The role of shape and color of destiny, we encourage, is means to an end...

Do our spare whisper's and droll facades...
Make you a rhyme before reason, a knowing guilt?
Recognizing the music in the air, and wagering a half of shade
Whether and otherwise been, we have seen your eyes come to the same philosophy...

Proud family
Wind in the willows
Simple to an eye, that said risk's uncannily
To serve the wager of might, we are the patience which owes

Singing hope
In the rue of stir and vaster fortune alone
A child of since and airing a promise, for cope
Is a legend of many, so mighty, that thoughts of done...

Shame is a river in its own, land to dwell tight
The thread of simplicity, to act as our bridge
Over the commitment of a new friendship, with Aldus fright
When a spoil of decency shows true, the peculiarity of is...

Is a whole liberty come to wishes
We never intended for the sour and the neglect, of a useful lip
Had in the scent of courage, and its many fishes
We speak of the day, when you were a salty little eye, and it

My name is no ones but my own
Seeking the true, with a measure for each and other
The tale of regards in the burden's, we sit for, and soul
Like a friends hand on the side of humanity seen, within bother

Pretty ought, in the wind's
Of virtue and change, we see in our hindsight
Taken to luck and distance to a persuasion
Hadding the solace of here and how, now is our might

Look at tolerance's eye's...
Simple tradition in love
With story's of choice, and history in question's, to why
Is adding the stir of all and most, our reward for silence discussed?

Taste, the parable of needs
Found in the similarity of toil, a tomorrow with shares
In the said, and from a future soul, which heeds
The fewed honor of viewing the moment's with almost so fair

Hear, the patience of simplicity
To answer a focus of arduous motives, and a sincerity while
The risk of hope to come, consider and moreover, the limit's of anarchy
To wishes we foresaw, have the salutations of ourselves, seldom shyness...

See to wishes we knew...
Have the distinct odor of liberty, in the mar or miracle...
Of a fussy heed, without which, we never lead who
To a likeable sort's, without the can't and the want, of a witnessed till

Saving the misery for last?
Here is a relationship with of, that has the reach of passivity
In the security of other's, known for not, and taken to ought, for ask
The breath of bared utterance of all at last, a spare intimacy...

And to a secret friend...
Past's and foremost care
Taken to live and seek, the blessing of didn't
We just share a moment with many fair?

Reason and pout's, thanking the now
Presumed heat, in the sides of shame?
Where we are named for a silence, to allow
The reality of a cares, better known unction's fame

Why is a habit to halt, in favor of you?
Say the most of a courageous link with society
Maybe we are a silences dreams, of a future
With past's to see, the claim of purpose, to know anxiety...

Welcome honor, to my eye
The rue and sour accords we made a life to include
Have the presence we know could, be you in a stare so wry?
Meet me in the needs we have, and the resolve we who...

One last note, from a strange eave of decision and means
Threshold's of courage, are our needs laughter...?
The rue of simplicity found, a judgment of when, seems
Are to be our gift's to each other, and the wish we found, for all who would your dare?

Lips we silence...?
Able bodied and ruing a kiss
Soul's with utmost to prove, completion the win...
In the eaves of solitude, many have to offer, is

Recreation of a time
With paces of prowess and the might of a knowing friend
Simple advance, of a courtesy to the norm, are we to find...
A succor in the stir of adding and inclination, a salt to lend?

See the tale of poor eyes, save the grace of decency...
Wishes and portrayal in few, we excite to tell a different
Story than a riddle in the could, we satisfy the host of tranquility?
Places and mayhem, earning the count of worth in seriousness's lament

See the toil of anger's bell...
Knowing a dry tear, if not terror of instincts quarter
Wink or superior blink's, in the toll of voice, to argue lots well...
Sated form's and the still of the night, to fight a copious pride in sense and order...

In the muss and fuss of an ordinary fame, to conceive of a push
For daylight, we have no turn nor fury, with a caring yet
Of powers that begin and end, with ourselves to remind, a watch
Of appearances, that save a worldly addiction, from winds we met...

Aloof and sour to heel, but with a praise for acknowledge
When is more, that suggests the better of you, like a judge?
Come to succinctness, in the hopes and dreams of where we are, rage?
This home of suffice and chastity's vice, is but a new irony hushed...

Promise the skill's of sunshine, and I will seek thee a curiosity
Intimate a role of simplicity for a guarantee, and spoken will be a needy harmony
Same the truth in a passion's first, and the last of silence, will be virtuosity
Know me, a craving in hours and depend, and we will together see, the morrow have a salt, for now and reasons...

Life if a noteworthy...
Salt and pepper, the stuff of...
Peculiar tows and miracles, to held curtness...
Fascination to develop for, and a callous enough...

Today we have might, sincere
Thought and home, need's and atone
Left to wishes we came with, a following mere...
Which asks, "Is a past's health, in the eye's of home?"

New pet day, kitty's and puppy's?
Aloof tendency of a rued hope...
Willing to say hi, like the more we see ask and many
Time will save us a didn't and courage to belet could?

Prowess found one day, under time welling
Hap and sameness in lore, with a realm of compliance
That issues a challenge, is a heart in the stand, or fame of angel's?
We include in the might and moment's until a friend has their time for actual silence?

Don't be stupid, it want's to play...
Thrill's and overt time in hilarious spill's, of fortune
Made to harbor a new hunt of worth, the ask of any and may
All is our freedom, with patience for a kinder charity come soon?

Places of demonstration, and the wish of possibility
Earned by the acumen of decency, we remember is an impression
Of able and fairing cope, that has the future of a instancy...
To welcome a home to presence's mind, as if care is a lesson?

Mighty insight, to a rallying honor
Time and the silence of reproof, is a promise to wholeness
We can make sense, albeit lore to simplify, the voice of somber
Means in our midst, known to collect one, to a livid guess...

Many hour's go by, and the times are a feeling's season
Like love to work in the name of peace, pace and presumption
Does life begin with a monster, or the milk of human decency?
Keep a fresh eye on the truth, will secret's beg to differ, about a yearning intuition?

Life knows your plan, but love does not...
Tender reason's to excite a knowledge, have worth in mind for you
Portrayal to issue a purpose, have the patience of what is, good judgment...
Of a simple day with simplicity to stare, is this an acceptance we know, can be friends with you?

Limerick in the nocturnal fog
Coming in heavy, with a round eye
Blessing the land, with a call, somehow maudlin
I saw a legend of hop, skip and mind, the native sign...

Realizing my mistake, a role of here to fore?
Lip's and detail's of a summary gift of a bird
Done to right's, and without dalliances war
Far in the night away, behind and sore truth heard?

What in blue blazes does this have to do, with merciful all?
Left to ones decision's and advice, in a rotund ear
Can the limerick rhyme with a handsome persuasion to fulfil?
Reading the opportunity before day knock's, I address my fear:

There once was a man from Nantucket
Who looked good swimming, but said the rudest thing
When my *** burns on the beach, is it the sun that is luckier
Than a cold kiss from a shadowy first, with lasts to linger?

Nantucket is a shoe with pretty origin's...
Since we are both kind to a fog, is a whale of a chance our mission?
Toe to toe, and looking for again, the mightier approach to lend
Can I have another kiss, to compare hidden shares in the, soon?

The moon, since when do I look like a piece of green cheese?
Since you came apart at the seems, with a rule of thumb
Distance to your smile, is one to ask a favor from a heathen...?
Help me take the time to save our yearning, for a cleverly climbed, number?

Huh?
Sing the song, and merry a long try in the tooth
Of foreign significance to a relationship we are, among
The neglect of serendipity, as a child's empathy runs to couth

Couth can do mathematic's?
So does a mind wandering about the nature of you, though cold shoulder's
Have the silence of promises never met, but can in moment's alone with each other
Can we name our favorite time, a place in the sun, with a risk for a need older?

One, follows two, like your shoe left
Right about three, it will save a step four
Figuring but five finger's, and a sixing tree in the wind, since
Seven heaven, and the eight times we met in the rain, so dour...

Nine or none, then and ten, will become our love?
Share with me a privilege, and see the silence I adhere to, and enjoy
The reason is mine, to seem a curious patience, which I admit does
Become a sun beam worth a look, that is a real enough press for joy?

Limericks, and lady's
Love and need's undying
Sense from a passion in the more, we detail as seeking a fate
That has the time of day, with a glass of wine...?

Throne
Decision's in a comparing hand
Committed, where saving is a home
Taken for liberty's example, if a land...

Presence of mind, actual live before lesson's
Of common sense, arrogancy and construal
Benign, the stoic versus of the stead of question's
That redoubt even the spare, tongue and hand rued...

Focus on a silence, of stirring hope's
In course and force, if a people's mind
Terror first, humanity lasting, the times of whether cope
Is our gift or reward, the muse of completeness, and kind?

Patience served, and it's host of causes...
With a realm to its sharing grace, that made might
We deem and sake with a tribute to honor's laud
Here is strength, here is amends, here is right...

Waiting but one step more
The talk of unity to collect, a harmony in finished haste
When out to self and the skip of decision among our lore
With but the conscience's sight we direct to you, is our silence fate?

Left to one's own devices?
Me and the notion of you in a tree
Saving the world, for a smile that rises
Above the clouds, when a tale comes to freedom

Pensive, and looking the part
Meandering hopes, that come to finite ends
Like time, to merit a new season to start
A total of contemplation, free and few to lends

Will we seem the better of cope, a half of since?
True to day's fascination
And the coming honor of a nobly thought wind
Bare with us a moment in the sun, wearing cloth of many

And due call, to a worthier shoulder
Known this way and that, the curiosity of what was a nod
To the silence we envelop with the clash of shares, somehow older
But now the decency of a good natured kiss, looking where silence ought

Mighty is the name of this tree, saving hidden more
Time in love, with both and the risks of uncertainty
Taken for a liberty we gather, is future with it to assure
Happy is the sincerity of a found friend, with it to show, a tree...

Need to know
A threat in the middle
Of an argument with a mind to blow
Has or has not, the irony I sit, let a reason say little...

Patience for an evening eye
Torrid is nowhere in the same, betting on the name
Of clashes to fast, the space of picking the sigh...
Before the silence has a chance to consume reality for fame

Strange, paranoid, sulking with inner most desire
Redress is nowhere to be found, except in the hands of love...?
Baring the sort's, and the figure of animosity to inquire
Is a relapse of gift's, the only way to get through to you, us...

What is this mystical gift you offer?
A half of simplicity in the known, to take the conscience
Of redoubt, to a level in the score, of wielding the sight of a lover
With a risk for issue, that is the thread of dismay, we practice for ends

See the coming hope of answer's, we know to be...
Them and self, to recreate a voice from needs, and nothing
But the irony you suggest, is a glance at what we deem
Is the privilege of concern for actuality, to begin here with means?

Hell, says a voice that knew the course of a phantom's ship
Habit and craving the sound of particular's to share a creed
See the honor of proof of honor being, the succor we fit
Into a pocket of days, dreams we seem and affluency yearned to lead...