Friday, September 4, 2015

Pop Sonnet #5430

Deliver me into the brink
Where catching is allowed
And offer me another drink
Before we get so proud

And here we leave behind the rock
That formed from pasta deep
The way to go about the clock
Is to permanently keep

The very thing I will return
And ask for antithetical planning
To dissipate along with stern
Approach to any landing

That was made so we could break
The fastest way of a mistake

Pop Sonnet #5431

That was quite a dream my friend
And you were central character quick
To live on that side of the end
And let her spell the sick

Before the oldest witch of all
Comes righting in the dark
And when the writing starts to fall
We press upon the park

To find a trick that just may work
And leave it in a poem
To make it as far as that clerk
You will want to bring it home

And left me in assurance read
There are things that I still need

Pop Sonnet #5432

It was about to bust the strong
And ask for ideas mapped
The insert that you pushed along
Was going to be sapped

And when the energy arises
Awful in the moist
To take me back to all the prizes
Staring at the hoist

That was used to bring me back
And playfully we roll
To be a new role of the rack
The trick again in full

And learn about the things you have a hard time knowing
After all it makes more sense about what cards are showing

Pop Sonnet #5433

So if I had ideas reach
The final point of maidens
And when you think you can teach
The only poison laden

And in confusion history it matches
With the program that was written
Take advice for pillar and sashes
That was all it took to be smitten

The very thing I promised you
Returned in full with gain
The look that you returned all blue
Was part of my new lane

And here we make it a step closer
You and I were not the posers

Pop Sonnet #5434

That will take an object back
And learn from dusting strong
The very sign that you will tack
To walls before too long

And when you looked into my eyes
I saw myself in you
But the reflection does realize
That we were meant to do

The things we did forever sleep
And courage for the risk
That was about to even keep
The varied type of frisk

That could have meant the sudden latch
Will be there in the final catch

Pop Sonnet #5435

And that catches too the ring aside
Where you were placed in fact
That corpse it could have really cried
And wound up in the back

And here we have another scream
To point into the flames
And when the understanding stream
Was placed into their names

And when you looked back on the house
That was about to change
Leave noises all along the douse
And keep yourself in range

Because I know I have said it before
That there is for you an open door

Pop Sonnet #5436

It seems like such a vast expanse
Between here and the end of the page
But look around at how they dance
And fly along with sage

The catapult inside the heap
Was forming in the solid
The way to get even more sleep
Is looking for the college

In my sleep and I will see what I want
At all times in the night
The sex we had to share this month
And make love until sight

Returns to me when owning
The very place you could be phoning

Pop Sonnet #5437

I would rather make it down the list
To press upon the fate
And you looked like you have been kissed
Until it precedes gates

And when we held each other close
The making of a movie still
Will company the entire pose
And you know that I will

Learn to breath before the mark
And make me feel your burn
The very letter in the dark
Was all that picked up to return

And make for me another place
Happy to unveil this case

Pop Sonnet #5438

So if you came upon my face
And I was here to please
Just remember where you race
And then turn into knees

Because I make you climb the ladder
Here we had our fun
And even with a stronger matter
The only type of one

That could erase the phantom guild
Please watch me when I fail
To be among the closer build
And worried at the sail

To make a motion for the only captured feeling late
Was to me the very thing that I needed so great

Pop Sonnet #5439

Last of all I have to say
Today was a bit hard
Because I kneeled down not to pray
But to fill my poetry card

And when you ask for me to switch
I occur among the health
Where new voices bring the mental itch
And I was by myself

Unless you ever do admit
That all these things we shared
Was about to be all wit
And doubtful that you cared

But I will join you in my bed
To dreamland where we will be fed


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