Bury my passions in your sanctity So that my Glory exceeds
The Couture’s quenching abilities,
tame my heart, place my future in the hands of your bliss
kiss me as if,
the succulent dessert enchanting me is clearing my inhibitions,
bearing the reign of every mercy,
compliment me, so that when the matchless appraisal
captured in the Sun’s dawning embrace comes,
it relays the supple perfection only divinity can sprout,
and compares to my love,
oh adorn me, my sweet
and keep the hour still
for time has paused and is letting our temptations escape,
administer all the pleasantries that hide, and run with me through the waves that seek
to be cured, confine me to your endless rhythm of beauty,
I am a mute compared to your luring kaleidoscope of Trust
Lewd me with your doctrine of hope
And show me the wheel of virtues that cling to you,
So that I may rest all my passions on you,
until The doorway of innocence and tell me I’m always yours
My beating heart complies with every tear that unfolds the mysteries,
I long to solve
A World wrapped in Heaven’s Divine Arms truly embraces
The love shared by us all especially in tough times,
We are all a Family,
Let these Hurricanes run passed us all and monitor our deepest strength
To provide and fight until the Wind and trees render our Hope,
Open this door to our true Character and shake the Tree of Life
Taking a gander at our Faith,
Compressed in all This Pain,
Lure our devotions to be our stronghold,
And let this golden spool
Sew into a dynasty the love that is necessary to help the needy
Overcome every failed promise,
Holding onto the only truth we know,
To believe and reach into the depths of heaven by our Kindnesses and Strength,
Lord, Teach us to fly again and let our wings soar bringing Jewels to your Angels
Enlighten our way to Destiny’s Charity and allow us to climb your ladder of Faith,
Provide us the melody of Courage so that we may once again Dine with your finest wine,
And hand us this Powerful Trident you speak of in our dreams,
To let us fight through every storm with a divine hunger for greatness of our form,
Please take this tragedy from us, ending our suffering,
When there is no more air for our lungs, when there is no more water for our thirst,
We will still Praise you
Amen
Impound in me a decree that carries my love over the Threshold,
Shaking the tree of life until every fruit of the spirit falls on me,
The Living fountain of purity sits with the astute rays of sunshine contouring what truly is Divine,
Conjuring tears of joy like watching a basket of newborn ducklings,
Stretching, learning to see for the first time,
Roots that exhort the truth behind the hinges of reality,
That greatly strengthens a person’s faith,
Carry on with miracles that behoove you
Until the everlasting Straights of Jesus part and mountains collapse,
The rain suffers and fear reigns,
When there is no more air for my lungs or water for my thirst,
Pursue me, Lord, harvest your Plantation of decrees,
That prompt forgiveness and remind me to mend my ways,
Envisioning inspiration to perhaps consume us all,
As Jesus’ name is the remedy and takes us beyond our dreams,
Let his Glory Master divinity’s chime and outline the prime face of Beauty
Creating every Passion to peak and every speaking tongue to widen in love
Encouraging the hour to bring us a timeless escape with endless wonders,
Capturing the essence of our Prized Devotions, to always Praise you
Amen
Caressing the gold of the platter is like fulfilling years of longings,
that have only wished to come to life,
Confounded in supple agreement,
to unite with a freedom,
that has been smothered by past strife,
a barren production of love,
outweighed by a forgiveness summoned,
by the heavens,
opening the pathway
for the breath of passion to evolve
a curtesy in tune with the desires that presume
to cloak you in a weltering defiance that claims
the unspoken fancy you require at your feast of undying approval
with succulent hopes and dreams thriving about
until you pursue the very taste that drives you insane
and makes you refine your own commencement
that assumes to take you past heaven’s glory
and redefine your entire life,
stirring every insatiable temptation inside
taking you to the castle’s doorway
tipping all the scales to what truly is divine
Tether me to the strings of your passion, my love
Fulfill every quested devotion, and kiss me until the sun sets no more
Rave about with your plying pride until mine smothers you with famine
Thirsting for the very semblance of purity I offer you
Can this heart mend with the copulating consent
The succulent desire’s haven approached us
And we have both fallen to it’s magical temptations
Let the stream of glory find you ready for it’s meal
And take from the parcels of beauty, every matchless appeal
Come to my tresses, and let me bury you alive in my passion
Until our strength meets with perfection and
We find ourselves on our knees to Christ
Reaching above the Tides of your floated safe, demands a play that changes my ways,
For you are the one that I take with me, to every rapture
every joy, carry us to the doorway of Grandiour where perfection peaks
Open for the passionate potion of delight that hangs on every word from your mouth,
may I kiss this premise of peace and utter joy?
The scope of your beauty tells of the May
Blooming of youth so sits your soul
Believing in achieving is accrediting the blue
Receiving and leaving a destiny’s truth.
To be one with nature is the highest calling
Appearing the petals comes in living as each days proof
Of the finest deligt that finds me
For cheering is believing and I have you,
To remind me of the precious of cares
, so lays your whispers in the air,
Tenderly obliging is your decree
Along with your destiny that plays each vendor, playing each string of the harp
Calling to me with each vibration enhancing my vision that introduces me to My mission
Wrapping the lit dream of pure submission
Around the burning desire of the raving fire I have for you
Setting the radar to clear the skies for the next
Horizon that talks to me
Making me dance with every glance of its beauty
subtly winning the hearts of every Angel calling,
To Trump my yearning that is gnawing at my past
For when your tongue hides my mind meets with fury
Your purity grips the reigns of heaven and even gives me the chance to hurry
In tumultuous design to carry the resemblance of the hero you curate in me
I am the muse for you, use me and never let me go
Until the drips of the fountain of life no longer flow and darkness cries in the sky
Meet me in Heaven and pour your love on me, until the Finest hour above
When Christ shines his face and displays the currency we all long for,
Redefining our souls
Thankfulness commits to the season of gratitude, teasing my senses
Poised for sentiment and introducing us to the coddling joy of our Father
We reason with our fears hoping to set fire and steer them with the power of release
Timing the nourishing of our favor that gifts us with the calling to forgive and be forgiven, fostering the benevolent values that court our place in life
Fences are built around the true lure of the castle that exists pulling at our passion announcing its outfit that deserves praise with the sun’s rays on it
Yearning for the shire and presence of Christ we share the pure quest of the chosen desire
To remedy the poison set forth bringing us to battle when we have no
Utterance or opposition for the welfare that is covered in rain or sorrow
We search for heaven and time raids our hearts
When we speak a fluent picture of art
Eternity peaks clearly influencing what i seek
That is only the prevalent love that created me.
