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Quick With The Pen…

quick with the pen you have a great deal communication

through words twisted on the vine such as the pale horse to be rode on

Their are simpler things in life such as the honey on the vine

a touch of a flying dash of patience to caress your timeless whisper

life give me the jitters enclosed in my want to be hand among men

the pile of terrific helpings of love sought after its flying dew

an impulse of letting go to congress care free

 

love is the melody to search from within

enclosed to simpler things the timeless brief cavity

lose touch in thee spread about so care free

awake to better days with a timeless parade

 

life is what you make it others seem to fake it

building blocks of trees resin among men

ample building plans we lay the score

busy as sought after ever more

 

building in sunshine muse for gas

we created the craft of building block the times you sought

standing idle near the pier all to draw so ever near

to building up my grocery bill

 

A time for a brevity pill…

watch the reigning imperial way

off of no display we leave a tray

stirring the pot of bygone moments

 

there is a castle in my mind

bold advances nothing wrong

sharpen the image of falling emblems

as if caged fury spot the center

 

we lay our head upon a bed of roses

cluster in the shade of purpose

we arrive directly strict like candy

a gun at hand may be quite dandy

 

gather through the nuts and bolts of indecision

come close to the age borrowed energy to behold

listen to the Willow tree warm to the smile

caress the Swan in which we can respond

 

following in the picture main frame residing fine

a clever walk through the valley the impulse grows

exploding dungeons to take you where you need to go

I’m next to doll face make no mistake the century warrior

 

from an impulse don to discover under the covers

leading strong to its start

as if Tapioca pudding surely melts in your mouth

an average Joe of the South

 

a brigade bandished onto its pleasant to light

gather never to give up on the fight

a section of a covering bent on forgiveness

in light of a dull leap in perpetual grace

 

in hallow leaves we are fortunate to behold

the way we swagger onto here below

moments to go a simple ego

 

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