Deprive Me Not In Absolution

Some might say I was born of clay
But I was challenged in disarray
Distance made the heart I ponder
And there’s a world way out yonder

For in the distance, celestial night
Cast chasm’s before my endless plight
Cease persistence of your allure
For I am conscious of my demure

Deprive me not in absolution
And there are times in our conclusion
Forge fearful beads of light
And there are times I feel I’m right

Sensual be thy breaths I take
Beside the blistering heat I make
For in my heart, I cling to fate
Beside the seal of heavens gate

And like the beads of beaded rain
That falls, among the dusty planes
Solace led to who I am
And there is hope you’ll understand

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