WINE AND GATES
A Spirit Of Resolution Taking Same Time, Some...
in the beginning
begun with a sound for, from the senses to adore
images of correction and the still hence in ending
we select ourselves from reasons to keep, any and worth
dry business in a liberty to shield
the smile of dread, we acknowledge for a curiosity
taken to extremes of strange and panic, to yield
the cope of the day, to know a place in the heart of others, virtuosity
were we a saying of frustration or fortitude, the comment of solace in turns?
of chance to requite, these and those, the toe of habit for a chance meeting
with anybody but ourselves, in the mists of time, and the thought that earns
the candor of control for a friend, if not lover of sincerity we have, needing
promise from a new face, to exact the seasons of fury and causes to hurry
the tell of order in our all, to acquire the stone of generosity
hasn't the now, in arreared since for how, seen the eyes of decency to worry?
found to hardship and the torrid way we excuse a mind from eaves table, for pomposity
light in your way, light in your many
we see the collected hours until a child has a similarity
the coping with the rosy cheeks of yesterday, any
is a liberty to assume, we are the begun solitude of vanity?
change with the seasons and see to a light of opportunity?
now is our name for it, the talking and the spoken words of gestures
seen or unseen, we know to live in the scope of duty for individuality
has or not has, more to seek is our touch with divinity, thought at once, pure
person or hither not
proper with a truth to tell, the names of kindness to let
had with all of a mighty know, if anyhow and where we are, lot
the passion of sense is ours for a considered thought if here and now, meant?
begun with a sound for, from the senses to adore
images of correction and the still hence in ending
we select ourselves from reasons to keep, any and worth
dry business in a liberty to shield
the smile of dread, we acknowledge for a curiosity
taken to extremes of strange and panic, to yield
the cope of the day, to know a place in the heart of others, virtuosity
were we a saying of frustration or fortitude, the comment of solace in turns?
of chance to requite, these and those, the toe of habit for a chance meeting
with anybody but ourselves, in the mists of time, and the thought that earns
the candor of control for a friend, if not lover of sincerity we have, needing
promise from a new face, to exact the seasons of fury and causes to hurry
the tell of order in our all, to acquire the stone of generosity
hasn't the now, in arreared since for how, seen the eyes of decency to worry?
found to hardship and the torrid way we excuse a mind from eaves table, for pomposity
light in your way, light in your many
we see the collected hours until a child has a similarity
the coping with the rosy cheeks of yesterday, any
is a liberty to assume, we are the begun solitude of vanity?
change with the seasons and see to a light of opportunity?
now is our name for it, the talking and the spoken words of gestures
seen or unseen, we know to live in the scope of duty for individuality
has or not has, more to seek is our touch with divinity, thought at once, pure
person or hither not
proper with a truth to tell, the names of kindness to let
had with all of a mighty know, if anyhow and where we are, lot
the passion of sense is ours for a considered thought if here and now, meant?
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A Spirit Of Resolution Taking Same Time, Some...
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