deploying methods

I have prayed to the heavens
So that he may endow me
With his love
A word or three might suffice
And I will turn my face
to the light
Of paradise.

Love me
Even if I might drown in misery
Save me
If I seem to trot on the edge of being
(Do not) Abandon me
If I seem to be too intruding
In my brooding

Truth less
Troth less
Mouth less
Rest less
I am no goddess

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