Frequent Flyer (Part 2)

the conclusion of Frequent Flyer

Storm

Thunder, rain, crash and pouring Seeking solace in earthen beds Light glints off metal dangers At which lightning roars past our heads See the tears rolling down Passed on by ethreal sorrow

War

Emotion flies freer than blood, than water It binds us together, and drives us apart Pain and suffering, bringers of destruction and despair Love and Joy, messengers of hope and happiness

Lowest of Life

Blood turns to dust with the crimson skies; Tears flow free through the streams of hate, As the fury of the damned passes us by In a breeze of torment and suffering lies

Sweet nothing

Forbidden kisses

Thier relationship

But they each have needs, And so it starts again, Another weekend over. Back to where they began.

<Insert lover here>

I, I look at you now With your feet on the ground The stars in your eyes As you sing. I, I look at you now You're all grown up With you heart in you're mouth as you sing.

To call upon the winds dust

Today is but a sore parting gift of tears To call upon the winds dust—his oil-lamp spirit! Such seas suspended in her dew-lit spheres: His imminence; her acumens dispirit.

Alan is an Ambulance!

People are very careless when they want to be. Take Alan, a friend who works hard and likes a bargain.

Whatever creation is

No time to judge The flowers the dust Whatever creation is, It is imbued with love. And must! Have the good- Sense to fly like a dove. No time for ill will But lust corrupts

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