Xavier Mandreza

Yet why does some Baser Instinct still Shake
Of Pheromones quite un-mixed into Age
Much the Swording Spirit does what Right make
Then urge these Churches paint Pink into Rage
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At last these Twinned Minds share their Joy's Exchange
Then allow Broken Hearts to Live-on and Breathe
Which History their Love's Document arrange
And purge Burned Secrets and Black Popes relieve
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For most Blessings your Beauty's Name deserve;
For all your Years with his Heart's Throne prevail;
For Merry Months his Basic Love conserve;
For your True Self will a Greater Love avail;
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By your Decide these Fourteen-Lined Girls play,
And Shriek then Shrivel their Memories re-vamp
For now the Muse Changed his Technique this Day
And Submitted his Pleasures to his Stamp
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Be it said that the Saints who Persevere
Would by Virtues help our Sour Minds Change
Then Surpass most Laws deny Love sincere
Yet Shred all Passions in Variance and Range
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The Spouse by her Memory's East re-filled
Produced this Jester immolate her Plans
But fares the Mind's Royce for Habit distilled
That soon his Concubines re-birthed her Fans
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From there be Life, and Life your own dictate
Which no-one in Wisdom Violate must
Even I, the Bard his Ego verbate
Shun my Trumpets forge your Support and Trust
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Awhilst my Lips copped to your Startling News:
That Swallow up-hold your Decision turn
Though Evidence submit past some Lies and Views
Would make my Bearings and Assumptions burn
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As to why the Memory of Dad prevails
Even to Strangers his Fine Peel permeate
As to why one's Faith mine behind the Rails
Purposed a Wish through Decent Thoughts complete
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Of course, the Helpful Method of your Love
To keep your Lass from Weary Hearts preserve
Soon when your Trend slips by Butter dissolve
Shall her Tense Ribbons embrace your Deserve
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Learning Lad to your Theatre's Latitude
Upkeep your Model does ever Define
Kissed by Fortunes more so by Attitude
As your Fate draught much your Armed Skills refine
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So there you Stand as the Olympian consume
Then allow your Sinews to Horn their Glory
So there the Sun-Dried Trunks your Male subsume
To Pin your Ad for Dames read your Story
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Which of my Errors could you Live without
When the Clock's Best Finger strikes at my Lore
Where Youth my Darling Butter blows its Spout
What Severs the Mind does Permit its Sore
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Noble it be thus the Heart's Stone devour
And assume as Friends no longer Connect
Perhaps one's Welcome beg Gratitude's sour
Then Purge these Memories by Retrospect
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That we each be our own Dictators think
Though Primed with Evidence some Disregard
Much as Addled Beliefs pour to the Brink
Then Transform Sane Clouds rain such Feelings hard
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Letters by Nature admit your Heart's Due
Then Form Impress which Career you Decide
That of a Hound with the Dragon's Strength imbue
And slowly melt your Shakes and Boils aside
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His Liege, your Lord: To Chew his Seasoned Creed
For your Events shred their Ripened Clouds sell
Replace with Virtues shine your Fortune's Need
Else release those Gates such Pom meet you well
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With the Mind set in its Valley's Debate
Un-sure whether it Promotes our Revenge
Or Goblet's bet Wine for her Hour's Rebate
Sip her Channels through her Soul renege
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With Lifted Palms my Best Gratitude Praise
And Starling Difference bequeath these Notes
Bards from the Plym - Fly your Talents does Raise
Through Beat and Strum round such Music and Hopes
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Body be Brief; Soul the Essence of Life
And either which Temple sweep by Decay
That Tape this Measure the Limited despite
Review our Pleasures and Notes to the Grave
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