Fair Lady
Fair Lady
an impulse will rock caught the whimsical and touch
offer opportunity to rock
felt solitude...
shadows block the vortex
media spit the truth,
simple touch in hearts that rush
feeling a great push..
my cosmic friend wait unto the end
foster from an idol...
lover so strong felt that pain
Fair Lady
beat at the rush for media
she stands outside a hotel swing
bothered from a front porch swing;
structured through a hobby
she sits on the front porch swing
a hobby through the door bell ring
sits on the horse to complete here balance
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