Pop Sonnet #7100

Would you blow my mind if I go
To a future of certainty replete
With structure in the research know
To surface and complete

There is so much on my plate
A day a night a chance
To give life the reason creates
With a handle on where you make grants

To the school of my dreams
When the Earth comes to run
The way the life seems
In where you have begun

Which really makes knowing all that it can
To be an underscore reason with man

Pop Sonnet #7101

Making up for the time I caught you obsolete
The freshness in the drive north
To circle around the street
And cover up with all the coming warmth

You could give another day back
When you reach for hooks
There are other ways to track
When knowing they can look

If I was doing anything
The absence which relates
The random essence now to ring
Back when someone great

Was mixing with the other drive
And kept the rest of us alive

Pop Sonnet #7102

That is why the pressure on a mission
Will you know what all will
And if playing division
There are some things that thrill

Which could make easier
The way I wrote my first
And in the type of the year creepier
Than anyone serving the burst

And when you fly through
The mile wide chasm
In a spaceship run to
And marked a phantasm

And if you play for the renewal
What would you do to fuel

Pop Sonnet #7103

And I will sweep over the launch that will wail
To systematically retreat from form
You will be ready to set the new sail
Whatever purpose is dorm

That kept me all running and decent
Cold was at the foot of your door
After all that happened that was very recent
And knowing you waltzed back in for

Which will switch up the river
And float in the champion reign
Where you could have never given her
The slightest of pain

Which twisted the portal
And rang back immortal

Pop Sonnet #7104

And the dream maker of your door
Will see to the investigation lid
And they were standing in the floor
That should have now been hid

Which swelled in time where information
Comes spanning to the grid
Where someone left the station
And lost me on the rid

That lasted for my angry alibi in courage handed
Lasting for awhile in the cringe
There you were already landed
The prism risen hinge

And if you could make it to the half
I would hire twice the staff

Pop Sonnet #7105

Where you have come to improve my staff
And drop the ball you know it somewhere in this stream
No one had to stop and laugh
When you revealed what beamed

And when you never lamp had rested
Like an understanding offered
Where all of us would have invested
What was next that proffered

Like the midst of water's comfort
Be inside the point of contact
When you were going back to front
When philosophies were often backed

And furthermore beside myself and belonging there
Hit me up with four more shares

Pop Sonnet #7106

When all in front to partake with
And deliver us the news
When the journey before open myth
Was about to shake the cues

When memory fades from logic chained
The vision to employ the rest
Where listing ideals that have changed
Most only for the best

When you gave it from the open heart
When precious wires descendants
The wandering sensual massage therapy art
Used to belong like independence

The chance encounter that I brought the pain
Was about to be the springtime chain

Pop Sonnet #7107

Reliance is the wave we found
That energy in a rush
There belonging in the ground
Whatever Sun will push

To drift around in the atmosphere
Beyond the drifted park
Was killing in the other sphere
The chance to swim with sharks

But back the bribe a common theme
Will reascend to yield
Into the secondary team
Which was offering to build

How does this script belong to fit in imagination lies
The perfect formula that sits imagining the skies

Pop Sonnet #7108

Like a year went by before I saw the placing
In the inner circle sweet suite
If your channel was not facing
The day of ill repute

And if in boldness courage builds
And take a chill invented resend
When other time you met will and skill
Determined how to blend

What you are saying is if I knew the rest
Without second timing grasses
When all the scouts were of the blessed
The rest of paint and plaster

Was about as shaken as a grade
Count it as a memory made

Pop Sonnet #7109

Here we go to sting the servant
When checking the residuals
And slipped it for the nervous
When do many have the visuals

In correction of the spinal tap
Which flows around in cults
The information about capped
In which we see the holds

And once in awhile afterward
The prism that was stirred
When you look around heard
Information all but word

And if you find another moment to pause
That would be allowed among the laws