Analysis of "baptized" a poem in free verse #25 revised :-)

In her holy water,
to which in ever after,
she drinks from the altar,
to be put on the chosen porch.

Reasons see in ever me,
lend me cliffs, to wash my dirty knees,
waterfalls let me see alive to be myself,
one so ever felt, flows so true, to please herself.
Rainbows hue to cope in her love that I sow,
washed in promise that I have in truth,
knelt on my knees to please this felt,
treasures seek in skies that heal.

Roses felt in eyes help to see,
thou splendour seed of this loves realm.
In her love I kneel,
for I've fallen in love,
to see from her altar,
from her porch,
that fell on soft pillows,
of her heart felt,
from the seed,
of her soul,
grazed by the wings,
that saved me.

Let me take her hand,on the shadows,
pillowed roses fell from her eyes that help,
to soar on wings to fly from her heartstrings,
to hear the rapture inside of me,
when the angels sing it flows of gold,
on her porch from her swings,
from the altar of her true being,
I kneel in GODS presence,
to sow the roses help flowing,
into wine unto my forsaken hands.

I'll be true,
to take a ride,
to rise,
up off my knees,
in her holy water,
from which I drink,
from the altar,
to be on her porch,
to her chosen path.