Praying For Love
If healing was her word this room would be felt with her love
Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss
If brilliants out weights joy song sand ideas push pass limit what leave IQ
Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss
Hands of psalm curl to her neck what need for wine this scene is to sweet to miss
Where her laughter take from pain turns and moves a course leaves one stun
Uplift it to be uproot it sound that curl lips to ears is that stun matter fold
Rose
IF lips stick had it own ways does it stick to it own words how sweet does it
wraps to berry and sure joy jump for fun
Barry among leaves truth hold all character to pure sun and warm
Holder like a candle count of every roses to paddles to found it'sway
Back home I ask
Moment is a tide word hold heel what wraps for a kiss.
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