Pop Sonnet #6860

In the interim delicate display all featured
Was about to settle for circumstance
The wave of remorse in the creature
Of the way you checked your pants

For incidents never to report this hard
Which was about to run the race
Ever searching after the elusive card
And staying in a single place

Which for me is all that I have read
And stayed as mighty to flow
Which always ends up bled
And takes it to the show

Which typing on a phone is harder
Whatever ways it gets to start her

Pop Sonnet #6861

And the game of paradoxes
Which leaves me wondering why the page
Will not load properly for me in boxes
That are kept for the calculating wage

And here you seem so pleasant
In making time fit the scheme
Where someone offers in the present
Where no one had to dream

But I saw her in that vision bold
Which was already captivating held
There you see the remote told
Which was where iron melds

The blacksmith that seats next to the king
Is the one to take us to the swing

Pop Sonnet #6862

Lost it all in the desert waste
Was about to turn to dust
And when you wanted to heal with haste
There is the spoken trust

Between God and man that presence keeps
There in the most of all which spreads
There in the days of where she sleeps
And keeps us up in threads

There you drop the entire hand
Which you caught before it fell
And when the girls will understand
That I am just one to know you tell

And really in the option float
There you see a humble note

Pop Sonnet #6863

About to get ahead of myself
And the page guards all the numbers
Where I have seen the mortal shelf
And the dirty gain will slumber

And in all occurrences where field of prey
Was in the frontal vision so toasted
And eternity is this play
Where visions always coasted

Into the vortex where the vacuum heals
And takes the most of present
There is the ultimate ideal
That was engaged so pleasant

And really all I have to make
Is not a single noticed mistake

Pop Sonnet #6864

Already to the level that was after prayer
And knowingly to make the plan
Where feeling was like the ideal care
And wondering what sand

Was in the room of sexual proclivity
That kept me in the plan so forced
When the day reruns the levity
That kept you going on the horse

Which will return to battle before the dusk
Got to hold on to that announced tusk

Pop Sonnet #6865

And if I went back to the clip
There are poisoned off words
That kept me hearing the slip
Before you were the only one heard

By the sound waves that travel back
There you could see a moment of press
The level that keeps you in the slack
Was only going to address

That landed in the fascinating desires
Where women were so ideal
To be along inside the dire
Make me want to grab the wheel

And you are in the cottage sink
There are ideas that will drink

Pop Sonnet #6866

There again you confront that charge
Of all the things you want to escape
There the split will keep us large
And end up being the tape

Where fountains rise and mitigate
The perfection in the ruse of slips
There we see into the wait
And keep me in the tips

There we see a path to build
And return all of situations
To be the way to guard the guild
From all the over stations

That were getting us to walk uphill
The presence that I had to fill

Pop Sonnet #6867

When you were linking to the cross
There is a motion that will plug
And that is why I look so lost
Because the frightening pulled the rug

Out from under that makeshift rain gear
Which had to become one but stayed
Which leveled up into the year
And left the card so played

And that is about where I should go
To reconcile the reasoning wild
There beneath the total show
And once in single filed

Lines you will recount all of the plays
That is how to report the ways

Pop Sonnet #6868

Just realized what is coming
And how good it will be then
The starting verse was humming
And managed to escape us when

And that is why I know it is real
In spite of my effort to block it
There inside the mortar feel
There you turn to the bit

That kept you entertained throughout the day
And nothing else could have spelled the rank
Like images aboard the golden lay
That was to be here to thank

For the best that I could not drive
There we see the world alive

Pop Sonnet #6869

And you know I froze right up
In the coldest shot
But here we have the idea erupt
From the sexuality so hot

And there we see a plan to shift
The moment that you get in fact
There could be a knowing lift
That kept you so in tact

And divide from me the oval flat
That was to keep the warmth inside
Hidden where we get ideas that
Will keep us so formed inside

And that is where I lay to rest
The division here is all the best