WINE AND GATES
Do Dates Judge Halo's Or Is An Angel/
Imagine me in a saying
Salt and the half of yearning, for more than me?
Should a length of heart, come up with maying
Share with me your favorite word, and a calm to be, anarchy
Time in a stare, to welcome you to a song
I rolled in my fingers, and wriggled with my toes
Asking a baser intent, if a lore is for all, or is guidance among
Taking the time to step forward, I notice you, as a world has its does
Dances with care, if not the careful sort's of curiosity
When a happy face see's the dark sincerity that comes
With a patient glance, is a heart to ask another, virtuosity
Come with a flower of purpose and heed, a life that remembers the sun shines...
For you...
Where a samed tow and taming sewn for the austerity of call's
To whimsey and forces we always know, but never keep without a clue
Of sense and amends in motion, to see the word of us, become a price for all
Heed and devotion, need and intuition make a story...
Wondering about a cry and its have, will a laugh save a friend for strength?
Or is a weary eye the gift of trust in the long run to hope and worry?
Waiting for an answer is never meant lurid, unless you are an angel in sour lengths
Overdone?
Had liberty's in the name of learning more, and questions of superiority taken to few
Suffering the silence of decency, and the obscurity of a kindred with forth won
Can a persistent you, have the time or is a hair of a chance, presumption in let to due?
Salt and the half of yearning, for more than me?
Should a length of heart, come up with maying
Share with me your favorite word, and a calm to be, anarchy
Time in a stare, to welcome you to a song
I rolled in my fingers, and wriggled with my toes
Asking a baser intent, if a lore is for all, or is guidance among
Taking the time to step forward, I notice you, as a world has its does
Dances with care, if not the careful sort's of curiosity
When a happy face see's the dark sincerity that comes
With a patient glance, is a heart to ask another, virtuosity
Come with a flower of purpose and heed, a life that remembers the sun shines...
For you...
Where a samed tow and taming sewn for the austerity of call's
To whimsey and forces we always know, but never keep without a clue
Of sense and amends in motion, to see the word of us, become a price for all
Heed and devotion, need and intuition make a story...
Wondering about a cry and its have, will a laugh save a friend for strength?
Or is a weary eye the gift of trust in the long run to hope and worry?
Waiting for an answer is never meant lurid, unless you are an angel in sour lengths
Overdone?
Had liberty's in the name of learning more, and questions of superiority taken to few
Suffering the silence of decency, and the obscurity of a kindred with forth won
Can a persistent you, have the time or is a hair of a chance, presumption in let to due?
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Do Dates Judge Halo`s Or Is An Angel/
Do Dates Judge Halo`s Or Is An Angel/