These hazardous times are walking remarkably upright, on an outlandishly, heavenly, soaring prayer
And we do indeed care to feel it – to hold our terrifically war torn memories closer than anything else, ever knowing
They do seem to push their pulsating hearts close against their thump again chests
And then, a sensational thirst for lust and a tremendously excitable feeling overcomes to so suddenly overrun them all … …
And we finally get to sit back/stand face forward and see – everything is outright damn holy
Clothed by silkened cloth, oh how they fought like wildfire to re-realise
Just Let It All Go, Please … …
Reawaken yourselves to smile by the gilded guise, these trodden upon senses of a Hundred Thousand deep-ended, dependent upon only ever us souls
Propose To Simply Suppose
A way out from under beneath?
Her rip worn feet are dutifully imbedded right by the tapestried ground
These crying-shamed eyes mightily realigned
To take to the bountiful prize … … of a smile-hardy lifetime
This barbaric line of golddust Cocaine can – and will – kill her better judgement call
Warts ‘n shortfalls, fallen right by … … if only a fair while
