Anonymous Proxy from Aviation by John Carroll

I found my moment when I found your soul
The perfect partner, you hold on tight through it all.
I'd praise and tribute but I can't pronounce
the simple gestures, I wear like shackles 'round my mouth.
I've seen a phoenix rise up in you
She wears a fire, a wall for punches that I threw.

Anonymous Proxy
Cut me a hole
For this abortion
Riding through the capital

Her ghostly presence is in my dreams,
It stays beside me like a catalyst for freedom fantasies.
Your prudish nature suggests and hides,
Pleasures I'm feeling don't wear the cloak of a spy.
You don't rattle windows, You don't pound on walls,
We could be rescued, you'll be the saviour of us all.

I feel the liberty of your connections,
The sexy ooze of all your knowledge and perfection.
The permissive stares of authority,
They grant exemptions with a bow to aristocracy.
The hush and mull of censorship,
The tide is rising and you haven't yet learned to swim.

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