Isolated
incidents,
cause
me matters of concern,
somewhere
I have rigormortis,
for
a moment in wild romance.
Good
to be confined to you,
for
all I saw was natural,
in
my heart a potent beat,
to
reveal what love could spell.
Veritable
incidents,
of
ways I'd known to feel alive,
became
the norm in breathing in,
where
you have graced this soil.
Take
me up to the heights of joy,
where
few shall live in peace,
and
call me from my lethargy.
To
remake the dance of romance.
Profitable
incidents,
were
all my eyes would see,
the
day you walked into my life,
many
devils cast themselves away.
Party
like it's the festive tide,
and
merry make on holy ground,
nothing
stirs to ruin my dream,
and
now you'll show me how.
Intimate
incidents,
come
close to revealing happiness,
always
drank in large tankards full,
with
a sound of piping hullabaloo.
When
I looked towards the sky,
I
saw your face on clouds,
talked
of life and love once more,
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