05-19-2013, 06:49 AM
Veiled in sapphire but paces in vermilion
Puzzled why my rust is your sprinkling stardust
A graveyard shifts, a rose meadow
Violets and never ending joy
why is all a toy
I'm a Duck
With Alligator fingers
You're a unicorn
With butterfly wings
Across the razor winds of night
Her wings grew without tear
Only she can still sway
With the swirls on a stone
That doesn't twirl
Em-blaze them all
With the flames of dark
Absent of color
The only to mirror
Me with a rod of reflection to
Pierce the absence
Our two drops of sweet for the pupil
Fall into the never changing pond
But yours is of a lighter tone
It drips gold
And veils cratered souls
And hides all thoughts of loving under the rock
And shields from the boars
Black town dust talk
But even with your glowing eyes
that paints all in a daffodil dye
this panel's rasp lit breath has zero reach to sing
Songs as explosive as the ones that fly from you
Or have unseen carriage rides
On a seven foot canoe
To say that this is really all mean
I know, that it is, and this really all is true
Let me know if you liked it, this was written in a happier time
Puzzled why my rust is your sprinkling stardust
A graveyard shifts, a rose meadow
Violets and never ending joy
why is all a toy
I'm a Duck
With Alligator fingers
You're a unicorn
With butterfly wings
Across the razor winds of night
Her wings grew without tear
Only she can still sway
With the swirls on a stone
That doesn't twirl
Em-blaze them all
With the flames of dark
Absent of color
The only to mirror
Me with a rod of reflection to
Pierce the absence
Our two drops of sweet for the pupil
Fall into the never changing pond
But yours is of a lighter tone
It drips gold
And veils cratered souls
And hides all thoughts of loving under the rock
And shields from the boars
Black town dust talk
But even with your glowing eyes
that paints all in a daffodil dye
this panel's rasp lit breath has zero reach to sing
Songs as explosive as the ones that fly from you
Or have unseen carriage rides
On a seven foot canoe
To say that this is really all mean
I know, that it is, and this really all is true
Let me know if you liked it, this was written in a happier time

