WINE AND GATES
Patience For A Needy Glance At The Time
Limbs of weal, to the service of health
Stir of candid hour, in the mar of silence
Will, we be the soul of adventure, commitment or metal?
Sulking with the day of omniscience, well is to know a relent
Actual decency for your share of powers
Kept to seen worth, the life of domain and the siring of hour's
When a blessing comes home, the first to speak win's sour
The role of uncertainty to spare a jest from the eye of a lover
Honor the spirit of home, to seek the judgment of joy...
Sat to earthen stare, the knowing and the going to sigh
Amid the hearing of stories found in lips and the room coy
Where one season above all else, is a reach for what was a problem came, with nigh
Truer by the defense of a dream let in habit's way, the tooth of soul's to quell
Each is earned by the smile of commonness, too similar to hurt feeling's not to begin
At the beginning and lead to foremost, the sparseness of justice in the end, of all
Of the chaste we remember, is the tired and hungry glare of possibility to have, origin's?
Take the following for example:
Water has a house to its means, like the moments of uniqueness, a half of smooth and sleek
Come together like the thought for more to be the wishes of energy with passivity to fulfill
The other until in how with antipathy allowed, to know a shall in the let, of ire's to seek
Sound like a story for a babe?
What if a ship was met in it's midst, a superstition of work and rendered heart's
To name itself a champion of gall, and the other side of a world for all and said...
Same, the sense of opportunity to give a gift of sincerity to the few, of our deed's and smart's
But the water knows the way, to shame and the reign of composed mind's
Let with another, than another soul to seem the more of simplicity in compare and motion
Set to the guidance we approve, the dire straight's of seclusion for myriad sakes, lie's
Amid the shallow's of passion, to keep a kindness in embraces way, for our's is devotion
What if the sun set's without a morsel of dependency seen?
Or the lied heed of something great under its light, has the character of pain and prejudice?
When if ever, is a loving tenant the yearning hope of other's to see to the phantom wind?
And can we spare the total of hindrance and piety escaped, for a saving grace that bespoke vice?
When can we expect the terror of existence to seem a light about the rain?
When the story ends, or to some, the very beginning, of another tale to finish...
The lore of land come, for those that pretend to the right of other's, albeit owns fame
But joining the reasons of reality of another to the intuition of misery, which is your wishes
Paces and haste of stern reply's and future shyness we have seen
But the calm of origin's is a helping hand to know for the season of hope
Come at your own cost, your blessing and the marvel of unity to whim
"Is my heart so profound, that I don't know a waiting spirit with you for cope?"
Stir of candid hour, in the mar of silence
Will, we be the soul of adventure, commitment or metal?
Sulking with the day of omniscience, well is to know a relent
Actual decency for your share of powers
Kept to seen worth, the life of domain and the siring of hour's
When a blessing comes home, the first to speak win's sour
The role of uncertainty to spare a jest from the eye of a lover
Honor the spirit of home, to seek the judgment of joy...
Sat to earthen stare, the knowing and the going to sigh
Amid the hearing of stories found in lips and the room coy
Where one season above all else, is a reach for what was a problem came, with nigh
Truer by the defense of a dream let in habit's way, the tooth of soul's to quell
Each is earned by the smile of commonness, too similar to hurt feeling's not to begin
At the beginning and lead to foremost, the sparseness of justice in the end, of all
Of the chaste we remember, is the tired and hungry glare of possibility to have, origin's?
Take the following for example:
Water has a house to its means, like the moments of uniqueness, a half of smooth and sleek
Come together like the thought for more to be the wishes of energy with passivity to fulfill
The other until in how with antipathy allowed, to know a shall in the let, of ire's to seek
Sound like a story for a babe?
What if a ship was met in it's midst, a superstition of work and rendered heart's
To name itself a champion of gall, and the other side of a world for all and said...
Same, the sense of opportunity to give a gift of sincerity to the few, of our deed's and smart's
But the water knows the way, to shame and the reign of composed mind's
Let with another, than another soul to seem the more of simplicity in compare and motion
Set to the guidance we approve, the dire straight's of seclusion for myriad sakes, lie's
Amid the shallow's of passion, to keep a kindness in embraces way, for our's is devotion
What if the sun set's without a morsel of dependency seen?
Or the lied heed of something great under its light, has the character of pain and prejudice?
When if ever, is a loving tenant the yearning hope of other's to see to the phantom wind?
And can we spare the total of hindrance and piety escaped, for a saving grace that bespoke vice?
When can we expect the terror of existence to seem a light about the rain?
When the story ends, or to some, the very beginning, of another tale to finish...
The lore of land come, for those that pretend to the right of other's, albeit owns fame
But joining the reasons of reality of another to the intuition of misery, which is your wishes
Paces and haste of stern reply's and future shyness we have seen
But the calm of origin's is a helping hand to know for the season of hope
Come at your own cost, your blessing and the marvel of unity to whim
"Is my heart so profound, that I don't know a waiting spirit with you for cope?"
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Patience For A Needy Glance At The Time
Patience For A Needy Glance At The Time