A Parody Of Glass

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


through the long lens we often will bask into the trash..., a gift to renew; in borrowed basement pews



insde we often will ponder a common call from up yonder in velvet skies beneath the toil transfixed with lucid dreams & hay



a thrust to ponder when my journey has ended until that blessed face I see, deeper then the gallows swallow deeper then the ocean blue



as high as the eagle fly overhead chards of flames of passionate conquest swallow me deep beneath the orchids to parade where mere mortals will confess



to woe beneath the glass compass the reunion of the leaves come quickly lest I refrain onto the sabbath's duty will digest



the power of the union of friends love is the essence of my meager existence shun the resistance ever eager for battle grow to summon the cattle crafted and created an orgy of suspense



not to don nor straddle the fence Amen to the solitude amidst the commands my heart gives pause to enter into heaven's gate call it my destiny nor meager fate,



when all of the flask & timber will end I will see him on the other side millions upon millions robed in white forget the night for the day is far spent



out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance I exist as a vapor then I am no more a challenge to be free is a question of time only one life is soon to pass only what's done out of
love shall surely last



bask in the vast expanse between time & space face, eyes & hands Hopefully someday all will understand ?

Submitted: May 21, 2018

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through the long lens we often will bask

into the trash...,

a gift to renew;

in borrowed basement pews

?

insde we often will ponder

a common call from up yonder

in velvet skies beneath the toil

transfixed with lucid dreams & hay

?

a thrust to ponder when my journey has ended

until that blessed face I see,

deeper then the gallows swallow

deeper then the ocean blue

?

as high as the eagle fly overhead

chards of flames of passionate conquest

swallow me deep beneath the orchids to parade

where mere mortals will confess

?

to woe beneath the glass

compass the reunion of the leaves

come quickly lest I refrain

onto the sabbath's duty will digest

?

the power of the union of friends

love is the essence of my meager existence shun the resistance

ever eager for battle grow to summon the cattle

crafted and created an orgy of suspense

?

not to don nor straddle the fence

Amen to the solitude amidst the commands

my heart gives pause to enter into heaven's gate

call it my destiny nor meager fate,

?

when all of the flask & timber will end

I will see him on the other side

millions upon millions robed in white

forget the night for the day is far spent

?

out of every circumstance learn to take part in the dance

I exist as a vapor then I am no more

a challenge to be free is a question of time

only one life is soon to pass only what's done out of love shall surely last

?

bask in the vast expanse between time & space

face, eyes & hands

Hopefully someday all will understand ?


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