Your Calling
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Your name is finer than the sweetest honey when passing my lips
At the most random times you blossom into my mind
I allow myself to pleasure to think of your name
My breath is taken for me and my head goes dizzy
The way you appear I my thoughts crashes gainst my consciousness like waves on naked rock
How I wish I could mould that name with my mortal hands
The absolute perfection is only of God's finest creation
In my imperfect eyes you are just flaws of endless perfection