Want (Part One)

I want to Hang up in the sky until the next rain cloud tinges in my eye because I feel a force from you I can't deny! That provocation, not a finished moor does caution me, and then exhibits store like grace abiding from some faith before forgotten, til its reason merits pour ~ So harboring in love's depth, do view the sky like swinging from some cliff's imperiled ride and feel some widening toward faith's consign. ~ I love you, and still find the reason mine! If I could just ~ turn you around, like some fountain of extol to see your hazarding, to face its toll and let thought shine, so downward as to scroll eternal life combing with soft knoll ~ That thee would think ~ what bliss the angels dole. But it is down to earth, I know your soul, confiding trust, I pray to sense my role. I'd like to ~ set you on a straighter path, nor intercede, but laugh at my impair in your behalf with witty culling, heal your staff so all appalling, dwindles last!