With my chapped lips
I can barely hear your song

I keep thinking of them
and that cocaine hangover
that I used to overcome
but how the false remnant sought my throng

Along with my dry face
my day fades away
though I spring forth
in the solemn and feely blaze?

It's all I can think about
as I act to bring beauty, and light
that there may be no lack
and that above the heights
love I may create
and keep it to remain

My hands get dry too
though the sweat replenishes their state

I heard your song
from your beautiful May
and I don't want to share it with anyone
for only I can see this being

What is broad and unique?
What is unapproachable
and desirous in every way?
What has splendor
and is full of grace?
what is glorious
and made for praise?

Let me be your loving king
let me ravish your love
as sure as your soul is living

Your love is the grandest spring
let it be from your breath that I drink

If it be your existence and
and movements
that delight in me

that your care may flourish
though today I wash away the smoke, grease, fat, and kicking
my care is in chorus
and it is your sincerity I seek

As Jacob inherited the blessing
dressing even though unseen
and though Esau hastened
it was Jacob's by election originally

Have you known foreknowledge?
for I am sure this was always thee
I know the paraklete
the one who gives visions and dreams

I am wrapped in the Spirit
whom gives all things
remember that it is the wicked
who envisioned stealing, killing, and destroying

by cleansing and refining
and being cleaned
just as we must anyways
from the filthiness of the flesh and spirit
also our feet
so is the earthly gift given
just as they conquered the Midianites
before entering into the Promised Land
which is heaven in this symbolically

My dad in the faith
is also he whom I *didn't get to ask to be the minister to marry
as I thought of the contention that could be present
so I then considered an equal party