WINE AND GATES
Introduction's Are In Deoderant Or Dede Ant's?
Lunch after breakfast
Breakfast after dinner
Soldier's with a fancy can't
Sunshine decides who will be the winner...
Races, to the kitchen...?
Dishes and cup's, charisma
To serve a new passion, patience
A prayer has voice for a new dilemma
Water on the table
Likewise and visiting the new, neighbor's soul?
Simple wishes in the wind, of a watch, able
Is ready to roll in grace, a tormentor...?
Life, to a pining of what goes
The role of hill's and the skill's of jade?
Meant themselves, and history in beauty owed
Will ancient youth's look for any red eye said...?
Penny's and hourglasses ... still full
Meandering rice, and honeyed stares ... none of the abomination
Lord Byron, and saintly cherub's ... hang it on a wall
Simple Simon, and brides of craving's ... silence in the tin?
What else could this be?
Loving the alien or the able salt of a cocoanut
Time to service in the nature's of shame and swallowed pride, in all ways, if and not a tonsil
And the silken stay of a wishing law - always many the priveleged before earning privately...?
Time to a least, further if the wind ever choose's
A hall tear and a tall hear of the blessing of a treasure in any's love
Same side as a question lingering at the wisdom we know is, a cunning future
Will we ever see our shadow on all's flower's, like a curiosity to seek voice's on the move...
Breakfast after dinner
Soldier's with a fancy can't
Sunshine decides who will be the winner...
Races, to the kitchen...?
Dishes and cup's, charisma
To serve a new passion, patience
A prayer has voice for a new dilemma
Water on the table
Likewise and visiting the new, neighbor's soul?
Simple wishes in the wind, of a watch, able
Is ready to roll in grace, a tormentor...?
Life, to a pining of what goes
The role of hill's and the skill's of jade?
Meant themselves, and history in beauty owed
Will ancient youth's look for any red eye said...?
Penny's and hourglasses ... still full
Meandering rice, and honeyed stares ... none of the abomination
Lord Byron, and saintly cherub's ... hang it on a wall
Simple Simon, and brides of craving's ... silence in the tin?
What else could this be?
Loving the alien or the able salt of a cocoanut
Time to service in the nature's of shame and swallowed pride, in all ways, if and not a tonsil
And the silken stay of a wishing law - always many the priveleged before earning privately...?
Time to a least, further if the wind ever choose's
A hall tear and a tall hear of the blessing of a treasure in any's love
Same side as a question lingering at the wisdom we know is, a cunning future
Will we ever see our shadow on all's flower's, like a curiosity to seek voice's on the move...
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Introduction`s Are In Deoderant Or Dede Ant`s?
Introduction`s Are In Deoderant Or Dede Ant`s?
