May I Become Your Way Poem by Aba Absolute

MAY I BECOME YOUR WAY?

May I become the way uninterruptedly.
For I never knew this bay accurately,
I will never and ever pay you abruptly
For you are the bay I am to abbey.

May I become the load...
Which is always you, ever old.
And this choice can be rolled nor fold,
Rather is should be cold,
Let me be thy yeast, an everlasting mould.

May I become a wave in your airplay...
For I will always be your airway
Not just yesterday but today
What a convoy of sweet allay
May I become your way.