WINE AND GATES
A Ship Could Bless This Sip From Ruining...
this lucky break?
in the vision of nature unseen
worth a salvation of meter before seek
in the candor of silence's gift's, keen
a nightmare's might nary gifted tongue
the role of virtue over the cant of obscenity's hex
in a liberty to know consciences in the gray, among
enmity at a touch, energy to delve into moral wrecks...?
sex with a survived esteem
the luck was a remembered wind talking
the truth in a vague way, was a hair the question of a demon?
sex with a survived heat, mocking?
trouble from a subtle road to confirmation
the taste of egg and the head of a bed
begging for simplicity in the form of a love stirring
is a reason onto itself, the part and the potency of ideology lead?
a creature of blood and resilient would?
this tarry of cares, is a work of judgmental teeth?
the talk of nourishment of the mind, is a logic best left to done and could
perhaps an ear of knowledge is with us until personalities of waters bequeath...
anger isn't your soul...?
deadliness was but a heart string
thoughtful to causes, the mention of life's war was a hurtful dole
angels of bidden more, save the retiring...
panic at the sight, of it again, et. al.
the lovers of motives in gaiety to challenge the sands of time
via travail, the passion of courage to give, in the heart of, well
the element of another smile, that hasn't the rational of a curious kind?
pout, paltry poor; the squalor of now
the image of redemption of a salty remorse in the eaves of candor
is a lore of guile in the distance, the only way to envision allow?
the eye of disdain with your name for a fear, in which is the bane of an unanswered...
in the vision of nature unseen
worth a salvation of meter before seek
in the candor of silence's gift's, keen
a nightmare's might nary gifted tongue
the role of virtue over the cant of obscenity's hex
in a liberty to know consciences in the gray, among
enmity at a touch, energy to delve into moral wrecks...?
sex with a survived esteem
the luck was a remembered wind talking
the truth in a vague way, was a hair the question of a demon?
sex with a survived heat, mocking?
trouble from a subtle road to confirmation
the taste of egg and the head of a bed
begging for simplicity in the form of a love stirring
is a reason onto itself, the part and the potency of ideology lead?
a creature of blood and resilient would?
this tarry of cares, is a work of judgmental teeth?
the talk of nourishment of the mind, is a logic best left to done and could
perhaps an ear of knowledge is with us until personalities of waters bequeath...
anger isn't your soul...?
deadliness was but a heart string
thoughtful to causes, the mention of life's war was a hurtful dole
angels of bidden more, save the retiring...
panic at the sight, of it again, et. al.
the lovers of motives in gaiety to challenge the sands of time
via travail, the passion of courage to give, in the heart of, well
the element of another smile, that hasn't the rational of a curious kind?
pout, paltry poor; the squalor of now
the image of redemption of a salty remorse in the eaves of candor
is a lore of guile in the distance, the only way to envision allow?
the eye of disdain with your name for a fear, in which is the bane of an unanswered...
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A Ship Could Bless This Sip From Ruining...
A Ship Could Bless This Sip From Ruining...
