WINE AND GATES
Like Lion's In The Snow, Or Lamb's In The Sand
Waiting for a friend
Tomes of youth, we have encountered together...?
Simple lore, and simpler mends
Of an obscure heart, to sit one with the other...
Pretty pictures and alert meditations
On the nature of life, so named so claimed
Praise by a beguiling harmony, now come to age in legends
Of truer aim's, the taste in a care, given to same...
But the wait continues...
Seven by rest, and eight by hence
Nine air's of concern, like a wound
The tale of reason is never ending...
Learning to hear, the knowing with a silence
To finish the nature of disdain, we know for candid
Lip's and heaven's done, to adore a new stead, of work's and chin's
The marvel of innocense to share, with the back of union, is...
Help in the house, and meet in the od, well served...?
By the smile of character, if not charisma taken, to proverbial lend...
Of another bared soul, the right to rise amid causes learned?
By the beauty in our shadow's, the clamor for salt and justice, to see the irony rend?
Still about the sex of urges unseen, the weary eyes of uniqueness will continue...
But the stare of jest's and petty behest's, we will say no more
The can't of polite heed, in the palm's of our hands, knowing only the world
Of a good time in the sanity we approved for a nod, and a timidity's war...
Of season's of calm, we found for an old face in the rain...
Paces and prejudice for a carnal blow, to the side's of unity we foresaw
But time lent to undying lip's, to fashion a skill of wealth and pain
That has the sense of it all, one day, becoming the place for eave's at more than odd...
Candy, candy, and the dream's you souled
Life with you, was a truer finish to myself that I ever wanted to know
Candy, candy, your teeth asking us to fold
Love in a maelstrom you named poison, but with a blow...
Tomes of youth, we have encountered together...?
Simple lore, and simpler mends
Of an obscure heart, to sit one with the other...
Pretty pictures and alert meditations
On the nature of life, so named so claimed
Praise by a beguiling harmony, now come to age in legends
Of truer aim's, the taste in a care, given to same...
But the wait continues...
Seven by rest, and eight by hence
Nine air's of concern, like a wound
The tale of reason is never ending...
Learning to hear, the knowing with a silence
To finish the nature of disdain, we know for candid
Lip's and heaven's done, to adore a new stead, of work's and chin's
The marvel of innocense to share, with the back of union, is...
Help in the house, and meet in the od, well served...?
By the smile of character, if not charisma taken, to proverbial lend...
Of another bared soul, the right to rise amid causes learned?
By the beauty in our shadow's, the clamor for salt and justice, to see the irony rend?
Still about the sex of urges unseen, the weary eyes of uniqueness will continue...
But the stare of jest's and petty behest's, we will say no more
The can't of polite heed, in the palm's of our hands, knowing only the world
Of a good time in the sanity we approved for a nod, and a timidity's war...
Of season's of calm, we found for an old face in the rain...
Paces and prejudice for a carnal blow, to the side's of unity we foresaw
But time lent to undying lip's, to fashion a skill of wealth and pain
That has the sense of it all, one day, becoming the place for eave's at more than odd...
Candy, candy, and the dream's you souled
Life with you, was a truer finish to myself that I ever wanted to know
Candy, candy, your teeth asking us to fold
Love in a maelstrom you named poison, but with a blow...
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Like Lion`s In The Snow, Or Lamb`s In The Sand
Like Lion`s In The Snow, Or Lamb`s In The Sand
