Swingers
Swingers Four farthings for this moment in truce before we become footloose and fancy free one penny for amity in hearing my fears for you and I, one plead from me may turn your delicate snarl into smile Two half pence for soft words warm that in hope will melt these ill fitting rusting ice cold suits now toys in play; armored against you or I? Do we still have one mind or is it now bordered with grey? Our life’s path now swaying swinging over uncharted lands and in truth I am not enjoying this... Sign in to see full entry.