Emollient

Revelations spiral behind my eyes when confronted with designs I despise with cries that rise in size as wisdom dies. Innocent prayers twist in my soul wrangle until lust and faith conspire to tangle each spangle in dangle that I mangle with doubt; these panicked shouts in lungs devout drown despite the drought hindering my sprout to pout with clout once out roving to scout. Your dream building steam crushes their regime with my loving scheme brewing to redeem the gleam supreme in cream that flows downstream.