I want to feel a lovely attraction
To a young woman my age who
Wants my interaction
I want to feel her lay upon my chest
Her hugging me tight as I'm pulled to her breast
I want to burn with that holy fire
Full to the brim with a spiritual desire
That day long ago as I walked down the street,
Amidst all the people I happened to meet,
I saw to my horror, I saw with dismay,
Their souls were all empty and wandering away—
For wide is the gate that leads downward to Hell,
So I must preach the gospel, the truth I must tell!
I want to put my hands on a man paralyzed
And watch him get up to his happy surprise!
I want them to see the power of Christ!
Displayed through a holy man without vice
I want to command a dead body to rise,
And watch it wake up right before their own eyes!
Those who think I am mad will be humbled and bowed,
When the power of faith is proclaimed to the crowd!
I'll fly like a bird and be light as a feather!
I'll be filled to the brim with a love beyond measure!
I'll dance and I'll prance and I'll run like a boy!
I'll ring like a bell with a bucket of joy!
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Author:
Lewis O’Carroll (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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