Elixir

Swayed I am by your sound taste Amongst a sea of recluses Against the hands of time we race To stifle ignorance with nooses Oh, how you stroke my rib cage Laughter shaping countless voids Revamping happiness for the age Before they gambled ertswhile ploys A heap of debris I'd be Swept by carcinogenic draughts Without you assured I'd seethe A damn not given be it daft © 2011 (All rights reserved)