WINE AND GATES
Hope Comes In Similar Boxes, Today's Fortune In...
So succinct
June coming before July
By the heaven's, same, winked
On the road to open lives
Gait's of resolve, we know
Tender eyes with a soul to steal
Form in sense, for in sound
Truth to follow us, on courage's heel
See the might we make
Harbored in sight of share's
In a backward puzzle, but a forward sake
Questioning the passage, of love's cares
Angel's may steal a kiss also...
Friend's beyond days, to save a course
In home arranged, if not taken with those
See the might we make, yearn for a source
Echo's of the past...
Legend would have it, truth to overwhelm
The rise of a newing succinct, for last
And fall's of a nowing succor, for first
Here is a hand I love
No youth without wan to tell...
Cessation in tow, can describe it without a covenant
That cause itself for a quiet wait until
Than why doe's my love ache?
When I see you, the flower's of childhood
With no praise for conscience of sake
Except, when is is for a sated wall of good?
Prayer of a notorious society:
Fashion and mete, to welcome a new day
Thorough in wisdom, but severe to anxiety
Are we a touched soul, to liberate an eye before future rage?
Is your heart so bottomless...
That you don't know the mind to bother
An implied key for sincerity to guess?
Is my eye so evil, for a ghost if not, rages lover?
June coming before July
By the heaven's, same, winked
On the road to open lives
Gait's of resolve, we know
Tender eyes with a soul to steal
Form in sense, for in sound
Truth to follow us, on courage's heel
See the might we make
Harbored in sight of share's
In a backward puzzle, but a forward sake
Questioning the passage, of love's cares
Angel's may steal a kiss also...
Friend's beyond days, to save a course
In home arranged, if not taken with those
See the might we make, yearn for a source
Echo's of the past...
Legend would have it, truth to overwhelm
The rise of a newing succinct, for last
And fall's of a nowing succor, for first
Here is a hand I love
No youth without wan to tell...
Cessation in tow, can describe it without a covenant
That cause itself for a quiet wait until
Than why doe's my love ache?
When I see you, the flower's of childhood
With no praise for conscience of sake
Except, when is is for a sated wall of good?
Prayer of a notorious society:
Fashion and mete, to welcome a new day
Thorough in wisdom, but severe to anxiety
Are we a touched soul, to liberate an eye before future rage?
Is your heart so bottomless...
That you don't know the mind to bother
An implied key for sincerity to guess?
Is my eye so evil, for a ghost if not, rages lover?
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Hope Comes In Similar Boxes, Today`s Fortune In...
Hope Comes In Similar Boxes, Today`s Fortune In...
