Touch From Inner Blessing
How different is it to the common touch
to feel what can describe this soul of mine
concede that with this love, I do define,
'Tis painful that my loving you this much
has brought disdain to wrangle it divine.
How godly it appears that unsurpassed,
have people from the far abyss shall flaunt,
none touch a tender part that let it last
eternal, what a lifetime took shall taunt,
and eagerly anticipate what death
is like when nothingness is all I've left.
Received from this atonement of good cause
the beneficial sanctions they shall not
be lucky to have had, when they see flaws
are mine as much that neither their's cannot,
be true to God if Faith is going nowhere
further from the truth than when in prayer.
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