Love heated in cups can go cold
Silver linings,they don’t exist
broken cracks can be filled with stones
Growth when stunted, starts to resist
Who says names,titles, make us old?

Love heated in cups can go cold
Fires started at dusk are for feast
Beauty awaits not she who tones
The mouth vomits,the tongue will twist
Who says names,titles, make us old?

Love heated in cups can go cold
Sadness sometimes smiles in the least
Forgiveness hurts like broken bones
But refreshing climbs up the list
Who says names,titles, make us old?

Love heated in cups can go cold
Beauty once fought to free the beast
Sweats can show your age in colognes
Birth can give back what we have missed
Who says names,titles, make us old?

Love heated in cups can go cold
Confessions aren’t for the priest
Cries in the night do turn to moans
Pain is most felt from a cut wrist
Who says names,titles, make us old?-Leon
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Welcome spring, power, strength and wealth!
Your fresh guidance and merry pitch!
Since you left, weariness held sway
desperation and its vile stitch
Which plagued our nights, and prisoned breath?

Welcome spring, power, strength and wealth!
we remember you love to teach
Abundance you brought our strait way
Constantly grief, rising to itch
Which plagued our nights, and prisoned breath?

Welcome spring, power, strength and wealth!
Your boundless gifts without any hitch
On your wings we would gladly play
Forget that terror and his witch
Which plagued our nights, and prisoned breath?

Welcome spring, power, strength and wealth!
To you my soul, my inner niche
To you my all, my night and day
oblivious to waste, that sick bitch!
Which plagued our nights, and prisoned breath?

Welcome spring, power, strength and wealth!
Rejuvenation, at my reach!
Rejuvenation, here to stay!
No more to weakness that sly leach
Which plagued our nights, imprisoned breath? –OracLe

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Thoughts of the word is ravishing
The cleansing i seek to feel new
Stashed somewhere is a time capsule
Forever young my dreams anew
Will i always remain dashing?

Thoughts of the word is ravishing
A wilted flower longs for dew
Pray i find someone to dazzle
As the clouds long for something blue
Will i always remain dashing?

Thoughts of the word is ravishing
I wanted friends i found a few
with sand our hands built that castle
Counted twice the number still two
Will i always remain dashing?

Thoughts of the word is ravishing
Beautiful sketches my eyes drew
Determined i ate eve’s apple
I watched the tide change as days flew
Will i always remain dashing?

Thoughts of the word is ravishing
This heart plays the songs it once knew
My teeth may grind, my bone rattle
Deep down i know the words are true
Will i always remain dashing?-Vera

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2 Comments

  1. August 19, 2016 at 6:55 pm

    Well done, Dave. I do love rejuvenation.

  2. Rudolph-Reply
    August 20, 2016 at 9:25 am

    Oracle themes be wai

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