A Wistful Offering

Make me a wistful offer wandering Fill me with sweetness lusting after A melody I crave upon your canvas Inside a frame of golden embers Bring me a sight of your decor I caress thy offering within my soul Burn me a candle of our scent With flames upon our sacred temple Upon a sight of holiness within me A match made in my own heaven Bring me a sight of your decor I caress my offering within my soul Bring me a sight of your decor I caress my offering within my soul