WINE AND GATES
Getting It Right, And Marrying It, Not Intuition?
Many more like you...
Simple ease in the mind of duty to call upon
The waking hour, in its seed and stead to further fortune
Judge me for a lip so found, to come with a service to and if more, love
Stale decision's and the mar of unique when
The tale we are weaving is a miracle to never end
The truth be told, the tooth to be vicinity and old, as kin
We see the lore of guidance to sensation made, for the heart to lend
Which to earn, and forever in a clash with serendipity
See me...
The truer host of compassion in the moment's until life's victory
Over a shadow of since, the waiting and fate of a name, is anarchy
Hope to see you on the right side of the all
In for a question to seem, a better share of the rise and fair of you
Till we know the blessing of hour's without the commit, of destiny to fall
The remorse of uncertainty is a logic best left to courses of vanity, we mete to due
Compare?
When all you have is me...
The reach and the right to dismay, that has a clarity all to it's own, disparity
Is a decision in the dark, to know a carefree still, or am I the gift you seek?
Compare...
Me to the silence you know is a raging heart on the behalf, of knowing and worth
Simplicity in favor again, the richness of youth in a stare
Of comprehension made, for the toil of unity we deserve, for an eye certain
Seldom, is a night without it...
Impression embarressed by the sight of complexity that become's the native mind
Resolution for a fantasy and the down to earth friendship, of courage's seclusion and wisdom
Many more like you, the prayer to demand the scope of day, to a hosted jude in kind
Simple ease in the mind of duty to call upon
The waking hour, in its seed and stead to further fortune
Judge me for a lip so found, to come with a service to and if more, love
Stale decision's and the mar of unique when
The tale we are weaving is a miracle to never end
The truth be told, the tooth to be vicinity and old, as kin
We see the lore of guidance to sensation made, for the heart to lend
Which to earn, and forever in a clash with serendipity
See me...
The truer host of compassion in the moment's until life's victory
Over a shadow of since, the waiting and fate of a name, is anarchy
Hope to see you on the right side of the all
In for a question to seem, a better share of the rise and fair of you
Till we know the blessing of hour's without the commit, of destiny to fall
The remorse of uncertainty is a logic best left to courses of vanity, we mete to due
Compare?
When all you have is me...
The reach and the right to dismay, that has a clarity all to it's own, disparity
Is a decision in the dark, to know a carefree still, or am I the gift you seek?
Compare...
Me to the silence you know is a raging heart on the behalf, of knowing and worth
Simplicity in favor again, the richness of youth in a stare
Of comprehension made, for the toil of unity we deserve, for an eye certain
Seldom, is a night without it...
Impression embarressed by the sight of complexity that become's the native mind
Resolution for a fantasy and the down to earth friendship, of courage's seclusion and wisdom
Many more like you, the prayer to demand the scope of day, to a hosted jude in kind
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Getting It Right, And Marrying It, Not Intuition?
Getting It Right, And Marrying It, Not Intuition?
