Yes, because I believe the very heart of Grace, adamant, generous, tender and aware, Honest and Faithful waiting patiently; moves, freely, because it knows, the pureness of Love always inspires the opportunity.
So enchantment gazed upon innocence and desire knew her itself, when first God showed Adam Eve!" Now here today though Time has brought us thus far in its ardent march; (I say I believe it was the same with him, back then.) Because simple smiles and daydreams and quiet eye beams alone (for me too with her just simply wouldn't have been enough) and when I think of her, I thank God for the blessing, of our Time.
Because my heart enchanted, elated and complete; from here on out will I forever know and be grateful to have Loved the beautiful Angel, that was her. As so enticed by the light in her eyes, the hopeful manner yes very; the playfulness of her lips, with Karina I tell you intrigued, to entwine them together, (with mine!)
Yes, I figured I'd have a day to share in this effort of life with her, and a lifetime, from then on, (to touch) (if only just) I could chance to embrace her, and them, them, ((once.))
They sanctioned phoniness in Kaun,
the abode of the sexy stone,
Isaac's,
a man like James Johnson,
grew delusional,
longing for a super match,
idyllic as a woman without a "Most High",
in a green-white-green vest,
on a self fulfiling field of play
Over a town of wellbeing,
a strange opinionatedness hanged,
as the ideal temperature,
rustling bones,
like an omen of amen,
dandling,
homeowner's masculinity of enjoyment
They sanctioned atmosphere in Kaun,
a concrete ground
on old creaky chair
dandling old man thinks the past
will never come back
stem dandling
rose dripping with mist
nourishing
pitch dark all black
fingers dandling around
patterns on palm criss crossed
mind trapped in turmoil
reminiscences of sinister smile
truth exposed...?
is that true or are you true?
past momensts... -are they;
stolen or safe,
true or false?
revealed or hidden?
modified or same?
by lies....
she hate lies!
here, standing testing the time..
dark so dark the darkness lies
all broken
by silences
by lies or by truth
just... holding on to know truth...
calico cat walks
with white mouse dandling from mouth...
boy looks for his pet
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