City of zen

Baby so cute.

Blend in to dress, ready for scene,
 Shooting the film,
Catching the horse on fourteen.
Traffic and stress,
              driving process, 
Camera, 
         room, 
                sober routine, 
Rubber, perfume, trembling tune 
 put on the soul, essence and grim.
Lost in your eyes, felled paradise.  
Baby so cute.   
        Scheduled platonic scream. 
Casual acts, striped into facts,
Beauty conceived within.
Altered state, floss of mistakes,
Casting the field of dates. 
Chasing the gems, garment of fine vase.
Searching for fun? what should be done?
Stashing in book bag, mace.
Gabbing trough wasted days.
City of zen, drawing a yellow face.
Staying again, somewhere so far away.
Annual specter, metal detectors 
Pulling off stockings , belts and the brackets,
Taking away shoelace, why is this shocking?
Such a romantic place?   
How could it be, glamorous daze,
Back in a days, panel of loud tips.
Bars in the mist, parties and raves,
Range of hardcore mash pits.
What a surprise, baby so nice.  
Dressed as a flower, getting booked in.
Cameras,
        Room,
                breathing routines?
Rubber, perfume, breath case 
 put on the soul, essence and grim.
Lost in those eyes, fleet paradise.  
Baby so sweet, remedy of the street.     
Time on dispute? someone despise?
What a surprise, breeze of the evening glaze,
City of zen, art on the porcelain vase

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