Until Justice Of Day

Step into my arms alarm
there goes it with charm
as I reach you my love
I hold you far from harm.

I see you far beyond up
the sky beyond a cusp
of soft things that touch
us and reach us enough.

I adore the tune of you
at play with music away
with this trite trivial shit
that we duel with today.

I want to ride a song high
and feeling nothing hear
the suffering dove that up
above us in sky dissapears.

The day took time birth
came unto my mind young.
I see the pictures in me
I know of some sins some.

Go around the garden lift
up into the air voices drift.
The sun has touched face
as I dive from rocky cliff.

The winds hits the trees
and the amber of honey
reach my tounge I taste
a rich golden sun beam.

My back is stiff I listen
to swift calls up kiss them
the ones who just arrived
to follow you your mission.

Lonely stars pulling in
miracles let loose above.
Listen to them for awhile
then smile with me love.

I know we can rise sure
the place here is a cure
from innocent point pure
I think of you love cured.

I can’t be there now not
now nor maybe forever.
So I wrote I love you love
down here in this letter.

I kept the pictures you
had and all had of you too
for I was a love sick dog
and you were of sky blue.

Where I was rough I stay
and where not I do cave.
Still I look forward behave
does the justice of day.


Daft Punk – Instant Crush

Thanks for reading. Have a great night guys.



2 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Everything you write is gold, but this is exquisite, Jared!! 😍😍

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Jared says:

      Thank you my friemd.

      Liked by 1 person

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