True Love Do Wander

With love the option, it seems we are forced to wander credulously beyond the raven's stream of glee, the wings of angels, ne'er to be! Ah true love, wander with espree, that God can test my empathy, for ne'er have hope, but His to be! true love do wander ~ aimlessly! For then absconder takes the fee and I no longer needlessly will fit thy dander or decree, nor wait assunder, above Thee! Oh love do wander, this time free Oh love, thee not my destiny, with God the choice, still cannot see this hurtful blunder, thee & me!