Lead Me To Exodus Rime Couee
Exhume my gone exuberance,
I’ve always been drawn to a chance;
Such enticing grandeur;
Resurrect me from hollowed ground,
I long to indulge lush newfound;
Run with me, wildflower;
Missing all the juice of layers,
I’m dry devoid of purveyors;
Poundcake of foundation;
Through dynamism opened up,
faint flush from natural makeup;
A welcome distinction;
Revive me but do it slowly,
I’m stained glass you are the church key;
So sensitive to sensuous,
it’s been buried deep for so long;
Your hymnal could wake my soul’s song,
lead me to exodus;
Set free my dormant element,
overwhelm me and leave me spent;
Look at me, make the call;
To others we may seem baroque,
with all that passion will evoke;
Love is real after all.
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