I'm NO

I remember when you kissed me, with fears of an unknown tomorrow coursing your thoughts, you said, "HeAVENly bodies must depart for eARTHly purpose, but must live partly impelled by worldly intent." I've not lived one day in the sight of a god, nor have i truly possessed a moment of your likeness. For tears you've cried once are stoned spikes that impell a past that deny me a present. Caliginosity's(darkness) pleasentries unkindly admonish(strongly critize) the brightness of moonlight into dimly lit flambeau(candles). I am unable to see pass the mystery of your verbs and i'm left with unbenevolent nouns that sound as if you no longer behold me in your heart. In my weakness, i beseech you to love me but i am faulty and broken.