Virginia

Please try to release me, is it really so hard, when I'm not yours to be, there are other plans, that are not for sharing, can't you understand, that tune in blue seas, spreads light on the dark, spins back on the lee, you somehow need to snare, say heaven's a card, plan when we get there, you can set me free, not chained to the earth, with little homilies, those hymns to serendipity, that you say are fair, your voice so discreet makes me feel scared.

Trinity

Is this what we're taught, you know about horses, how to turn them out, won't you take a chance, forget about losers, come with me to France, they have lovely waters, shuddering at what's sought, makes me pause for thought, is it me askance, scouring life for daughters, that boil not yet lanced, laugh our simple laughter, play a world wise chord, places still left for wonder, we'll use it for balance, ride around like Lords, give tickets to chancers, everything's bought.

Saylor

Your face to the ozone, somewhere far from fantasy, tells me all I know, miles away from deadlines, dread political commentary, a love combined with mine, your cheeks smooth as loam, when your torso pulls free, helps me bake my scones, on Sunday's we drink wine, and you my lover seize, life from this gentle clime, we resist its tooth comb, dance like honey bees, around the rhododedrums, on a footpath without signs, in a house besides the sea, we choose to spend our time, as our bodies list and groan, let us dare to be, angels coming home, watching ships eternally.

Riley

Your smile tells me prance, sat here in the lee, the fear of being danced , voices raise smart chit chat, all its ever been, places filled with chancers catch the gaze of nuance this is not new me, him with his faded flowers, he holds my hand and asks, is it lemonade or tea that keeps me balanced, behind him bean counters, point out rooms to party, smoke and look around, others drink from flasks, watch as i suffer quickly, just forget the past, can we go gome quietly ?

Quiana

What dreams have we kept, they ask us the ghosts, sat on bar stools bereft, leave us alone thank you, our skin might need soap, but we know something new, not to be fettered, twisted around like rope, let us take the weather, do what you say don't, faces strong as stones, who needs your purview, kind actions make us clever, carry tiny worms of hope, deep within our breasts, don't ask how we slept, or will we cope, on ships or stations left, summoning our dragoons, hearts burst their scope, being filled with virtue, requires polished tones.

Presley

Who can dream of empathy, sitting on a wall, boom of a broken sea, I find his eyes awake, dancing on thorns, he reads me and shakes, each day of uncertainty, echoed by his phone calls, an absence of reality, who wants to stake, a fear of being torn, no wonder why i hesitate, someone turns and asks me, a penny for your thoughts, I think about infidelity, so useless to fake, the lies we cast abroad, waiting for the next train, uncertainty digests reason, wondering if i'm born, within this season, shirred egg thoughts.

Oaklyn

Forget that you're better, those who try to kid, would they stay together, the Fleet's here to booze, off their foreign trips. and there's more good news, love is by request, where you laugh and skip, plenty of time to rest, no time for Tuesday's Blues, rolling off your hips, more a pause for truth, forget any easy duress, giving men the slip, anchors weigh on their chest, wearing your shiny shoes, kissing your finger tips, Juke Box plays your tune, could you be any lesser, wonder if stripped, you still read his letters, wise in what you miss ?