WINE AND GATES
Honoring Currency And Precious Stones
the powers that guess
the powers that bless
the powers that west
the powers that hiss
fascination and the stone of a wound charm
of the embarrassment we share, for a shiny pride
at the cost of the seen, the presence of a share in the worth
of a prevailing truth to keep, the story of a smiling and shy...
courage for a sensitive neighbor
the tart envy of disgust and the musty remain
of liberty in a glass bauble, to anger
is the patience of youths to question again
sincerity at walls, of a cost
sticks to stones, maybe a broken home
the theory of a deed, looking a little lost
panic at the slight, of a haunted thumb...
a starry night with your name on it...
her story, the worry of yearning for means of more
his legend, the prayer for a confused need, in the works of an itch
together they make, the neglect of a conscience to war...
humor and the tension of a power
to see in the sea, an image of quiet versus noisome deem
the bird of continue, the future in your how, there
a sneeze with a shrewd side to its avarice, the salt it took to know a swim
finding the far shore, to which we were
the passion of pursuing the night for a collected moon
the pity of candor to the fact, of a cold eye to serve
in the sounds of history to honor, the risk and the ruin?
the powers that bless
the powers that west
the powers that hiss
fascination and the stone of a wound charm
of the embarrassment we share, for a shiny pride
at the cost of the seen, the presence of a share in the worth
of a prevailing truth to keep, the story of a smiling and shy...
courage for a sensitive neighbor
the tart envy of disgust and the musty remain
of liberty in a glass bauble, to anger
is the patience of youths to question again
sincerity at walls, of a cost
sticks to stones, maybe a broken home
the theory of a deed, looking a little lost
panic at the slight, of a haunted thumb...
a starry night with your name on it...
her story, the worry of yearning for means of more
his legend, the prayer for a confused need, in the works of an itch
together they make, the neglect of a conscience to war...
humor and the tension of a power
to see in the sea, an image of quiet versus noisome deem
the bird of continue, the future in your how, there
a sneeze with a shrewd side to its avarice, the salt it took to know a swim
finding the far shore, to which we were
the passion of pursuing the night for a collected moon
the pity of candor to the fact, of a cold eye to serve
in the sounds of history to honor, the risk and the ruin?
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Honoring Currency And Precious Stones
Honoring Currency And Precious Stones
