A Chalice Full of Thought

Spirals of thoughts out of season
Sensually caress timely evenings
Godly voices unravel the treason
Of sins tragedies and my feelings
Dark dealings of a rash explorer
Darker still of the believing kind
Desperate nominations for her
From our memories we find
Pleased we leave behind
Myth and treasure
To measure
Her treason
This season
Sqeeze them
Release them
Spirals of thoughts
Blasphemous Slots
That have been thought for
Whose comfort has been saught for

Speak up, listen, evening, morning, meaning, light, good night

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  1. memories we leave and treasure
    nice

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