Post by nomad on Feb 12, 2016 12:00:51 GMT -5
For every kiss upon my face I'd steady first that much disgrace
had massed the wonder poled at last
and kicked the dungeon wall at last
My fervor chained unto the place
which I discovered drift in space
to lurk in shadows evermore
the cast iron skeletons which they bore
in times and days and epochs gone
like daffodils upon the lawn where golden arches touch the sky
had massed the wonder poled at last
and kicked the dungeon wall at last
My fervor chained unto the place
which I discovered drift in space
to lurk in shadows evermore
the cast iron skeletons which they bore
in times and days and epochs gone
like daffodils upon the lawn where golden arches touch the sky