For all appearances nothing lurid was due at signing. Default 
Swaps in reconnaissance, binoculars at the barricades —  
 
You appear ok. Lie. This was about something else. Love of mine,     
 
Never weep with your pant legs up, banker,     
 
Since footwear permeates antinomy, buried love     
 
(blanched) showing movement hidden in you inside —      
 
Trolls have been taking icky notes while the weather cooperates,      
 
Where reputations precede character, tact of apprehension remains.      
 
Who will advocate for peace to empower mergers & exchange?    
For example.