Pop Sonnet #5290
And all so fast that it is hard to hold on
Not really sure what will all occur
Before the time that I see you were fond
Of the days mixing around with a stir
That was headed to horizons filled with the joy
Of tomorrow where bringing will lay
The very type of object to employ
Will make me feel good in this gray
That was a synonym for the flexible type
To be common in fields where the smoke screen
Was blurring the vision of everything ripe
And made anyone work the machine
That was going at all hours making a sign
And reconnecting with people that were in the line
Pop Sonnet #5291
Sometimes I see regular feelings on racks
The impetus sneaks into weighing
The courage when you take the very long tacks
And encourage the state that is saying
Be kind to your fellow man never to wrong
The institution will work for the map
And then there is never a happening long
That stops you from wanting the tap
Where I could have seen her in usual storms
That push on the fabric to wear
The evidence mainly comes abiding in forms
The drinking of all the fresh air
And nothing says trouble like the indifference makes
I wonder if I can get it done in a few takes
Pop Sonnet #5292
That is the difference of the born slate
The message that she was erotic
And to be the figurehead made at the rate
Of anything pressured like chronic
That was so refreshing and made me feel good
The lyrical sweep in the rest
Was to be in the choice of where we see should
And accompanying with me the best
The warlike episode with nothing to breed
And furthermore there is a drop
To feel like wonder is in the last deed
And to pillage the rest of the top
Performance was big and I will regret
The very things I did to create the debt
Pop Sonnet #5293
But just a mind glitch and now I must pay
For things I did not really mean
Where comfortable cellars already make way
And forcefully take the whole scene
Into progress which might still a whispering wind
That shuts out in progress for keeps
The poetry happens to become a friend
And makes it much easier sleeps
The feeling I have when cornered at best
Was the gift that made you stop and think
Where we partially hybridized the greenest guest
And then made a recipe blink
To idolize fruitful chances like sex
And just think you can do whatever comes next
Pop Sonnet #5294
I will have readied the heart for the grip
The cursive lines spread to each quadrant
Making you want to take off your slip
And join me in freaking type dodge spent
The look that she gave me before we made love
And then the memory fades from my mind
Unless it was years ago that we had enough
So you are invited to find
The door to my heart is always quite open
Although I have a few faults
That I could have begged you to look into hoping
That nothing will ensure the halts
That were fortified before a grain leans
And ever so gently I was the means
Pop Sonnet #5295
Glad it is behind me and in heaven I will know
Things that were hidden or kept
From me because it would set up the show
For a while I could have just slept
But I am going to mellow out more
And you can join me in the rank
Where the comfort calls through the core
And fellowship exists like a blank
Forming and rising to meet the challenge
And assuming you captured my wage
Comes into focus where life was to balance
The way we forget about age
And head to a sharpening lift of the tracks
Where you could be better than matter of facts
Pop Sonnet #5296
I would just do the things worth doing
If I could talk you into it
And without the little lace inside the wooing
Like you could have dealt with the shit
That was pulverizing nonsense like nothing to clip
Before animation was invented
And cinema might have gained a new grip
When the metal reflected and then glinted
Back at the eye where the interesting game
Was met up in a balance abnormal
That if you know she feels the same
You could have seen her go formal
And when the object was dancing so soon
To press upon the objectified rune
Pop Sonnet #5297
In just a moment I demonstrate facts
Coming to live with the asking
And if you take me alongside the back
There was a type of the masking
And every hour that draws me to lust
Where I have to chain down the damage
That dissipates everyone lost in the dust
That was really a whole different average
And sweeping along to bring to fruition
The courses that I could have failed
After awhile I see the tuition
Was coming in case they were bailed
To live on the edge but never die
Is what life is like for you and I
Pop Sonnet #5298
And that is a figure of speech may I add
That drops into the love we can share
And locking down makes me realize that it had
A key to the very deep lair
Beyond the ground where I wake
There is a few choices that change
In the obsolete fake
And the moisture that ranges
Where I was developing just like you said
And making a stage come to life
That is the very small print I had read
And dropped you off with a knife
At the corner to wear like a champ
And look very closely at the street lamp
Pop Sonnet #5299
So that wraps a hundred in what was adventurous
That occasion we conquer the frame
And make sure that he stays with us
So we can examine the name
Of where left up to devices to reconcile dates
Is all that I asked when you locked up
And here we explore the fruition of late
That was already lost with the cup
And look down at me when you are impressed
There is a line in the sand
And to deliver one of the best
To take me and encourage the hand
Of movement here comes the save
After all I am kind of a slave
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