WINE AND GATES

wolves of a toe , select tongues

the lurking wolf put to the test
are you hunger here, or is time molest
the thread of distances has fortold a youth
as only the myth of survival is composure to couth

sweet of sweat, and history to devour
we see the angels of pride to a toe, we assume is dour
the luck of rigors and method to aid
we suggest the moon to be a beauty that versus carnal teeth is made

tonight we will know, the creature of varieties of so
the liberty of forsook, the reach of honesty to look
the world may dance with us, in a daze of courage to go
the wealth of virtue, or its son valour, shall be our book

wine and water, the thirst of galls to deliver
from the maw of summation we sought to enliven
with the meat of searches now, the portion for passion's giver
will be, the hunger of dissuasion met for the given

kiss and all is must
lost to an eye that did of dread know a heart
we collect the simplicity of vice to be a hushed...
bid for succor that has the start


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