The Ivy Briars

the cloven asps that peal away a soft decorum of the rush of a smile the swag persistance to join in its resistence we have created a vile mast through the duration of time I must confide all of life is an essential ride in Ireland the green pastures of hue permeates a liquid tasts of neglect as I commonly reflect a new episode loose loop holes with a vibration taunt carry through the mere whisper of a sound to ellapse in its jealous vain duration plagued be mere societal influences the equal benefits of an influx charm nature's vast emory board drifted out to sea so common as to not faint when questioned each of us must seek solace for the self to equate greater beauty in the duration of time vanity springs forth when there is no pivotal rule or direction many seek self to please society keeps us second guessing for a far off switch to enter with blessings the ivy briars are loosened now a whole host of them in derision will keep its hold on any second guessing