I can’t
Promise you
Heaven
But we will
Be

Sometimes
I take
A
Break
From

Now, have you seen?
The black mane of a dark horse
As it slithers and kiss the marble
Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an
On a starry night whispers its oat

I have
Loved
Less
Since
The last

Many could milk a cow or
Learn how to milk a cow and
Still obliterate to cluster the st
One take in milking a cow,
Multiple could shoot a rifle in ev

We grow in time and by day we ripe
But by hours our memory shrinks an
Dawns to slumber in intelligence,
But with love; we sharpen every sl
Our memory seems to please and

You don’t need
Grades
To do this
Everyone does it
And it

A destiny must do nothing but wand
In doubt of ones approval and jot,
All that one as done and most of
What one are yet to do;
And surely stride will be exposed

Everything can
Be learned
In this world
Even prayer
Can be taught

I Am not a drinker
If not I would have claimed that
Bottles help me write.