Shatter and Reshape

If the sky wasn't so blue,

The grass not so green,

If my eyes weren't the hue,

That you say you've seen,

If my kisses weren't so gentle,

My spirit not so wild,

How could it be so incidental,

That my soul feel so defiled,

You stripped me to my core,

Saw my face without a veil,

And when I felt my soul was tore,

You lead me on a different trail,

Love is what you lead me to,

Today before God I say I do


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