Resurrection

Giving me sunrise where early dawn be to tackle morn so tempted to be bare sensual gifts from natures brightened glee much gracious from whence altitude is there channeling voices from inside my head receiving messages from the unknown consistent visions are clear to as red trapping eccentric qualms for to atone perhaps potion clears up misguided sight seeing quaint pictures of fuse lit statues cases of undying flings capture night forgoing capes of dreariness shall lose doth favor a worm on the hot asphalt and a caterpillar bathed in sea salt