Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 45


If you won't give me your time
Passion, no doubt lives in slime
Of underrated courageous chime
Beeping to light the hearts rhyme

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

Then I won't give you my mind 
Which you wish love has bind
Together, due to my talks' so kind
In which love's own treats dined  

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

If your attention isn't to its prime
Oh, you've learnt how to mime
One real love character's crime
The way he survived his grime 

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

Then love won't get me blind 
Rose and Richard aren't kind
Love explains how they've find
No reason for hatred enshrined

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

If all goes wrong without pleasure
Lust is pure in its natural leisure
If what at heart isn't all you treasure
See how wasteful is my nice measure

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

Watch willingness been guided astray
That emotions swing into a game play
Closer to souls but hearts are faraway
When respect and value have overstay

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

The special enthusiastic we ex in contact
Continues living in the abstract 
That we hardly feel the moment's impact
For all we need is what we truly lacked 
Because our aim in target is so inexact

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

While on vacation to enjoying holiday
The past cool memories is like an ashtray
That satisfy the wants moment laid allay 
Though, a short while, it is a breakaway
To rest and revisit mind but never decay

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat

Rhythm's rhyming rate rents restructuring
Redeeming regulatory redress, raising reunion
Regrets' realm rarely rest retreat

Supposing we love like You
We won't be filled with rage, being true
Supporting what reality ensue
Won't make us become saints in the blue 

Help us to make do with loving deceit 
Help us to make God lives in hearts' conceit 
God is love; His love stands not to compete
And not for once did true love suffer defeat
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