a swift blazing glance that's quite undermined yet innuendos burst forth like rivers of wine clunky clockwork speech make all tales tongue-tied mixed catastrophics linked on your crystal-gem eyes a bright rainbow dream or dark coal nightmare? i cannot conceive that calm cat-like stare is it a warning sign to stay distantly far or a permissive want to pluck-pocket the stars
from fortified beam straight to fumbling clown a thundering heart that comes thundering down your shoulders display an arched aching in hype though plastered in green; so rare, ravin and ripe
fell-far dreams yearn my heart you are near, though very far here's to never letting you know i can't seem to let you go
anxiety crowned at where happiness dies and hearkened talk roams where haunted thoughts lye to silently hint without verbal voiced care respond once again with that calm cat-like stare
scent of breeze, soaked through clothes covers you from head to toe as the banshee wails and moans i don't think to let you go
pester-pulled, wicked pruned maibock filled and clover strewn though keeping well-played stoic pout gold i don't dream to let you go