Somewhere over my rainbow.: Tempt these wings of time.
Temptations loom within a surreal life that tastes of a wistful future.
Temptations flow through a vessel; fragile and slightly chipped.
Temptations abound when lips pause, just breathes apart.
Temptations loom.
Temptations flow.
Temptations abound.
Light help defend from this sweet…