She’s utterly and heartbreakingly beautiful
In the simple kind of way
The way she chooses her words and the stride in her walk
She was the star on which I would pray

I’m imperfect and brokenly affected
And this is what I had to say
break me and remake me
I’ll be yours, loving and to love everyday

She shapes the ground I dance around
Pneuma of magic at night, Golden Starfire by day
make me like you, to be ,as one ,as is with two
tell me the magic words, angel, teach me how to pray

tell me, how does a person feel alive? (what does it mean to feel alive)
She smiles coyly and replies:
The answer you seek lies beyond any meaning
Always remember that you have to die

Show love and kindness to one more person
So that maybe in their eyes you will see it
or like you did for me, hold their hand
and maybe, just maybe, you will feel it.

In the eyes of God’s gift

The Tiger Looked Just As Beautiful As You Do
Although I Would Argue
To My Dreaming Mind, And My Waking Eyes
That Its Carnal Eyes Spoke True

I Was Unsure, You See
I Had Run In Shame And Fear
Somewhere Between Lust, Magic And Suicide
Backpedaling And Lonely, I Wish You’d Appear

I Saw A Painting Yesterday
Of A Garden I Used To Live In
And The River You Had Playfully Called The Sea
And The Path We Would Walk In

I Want You To Take This Chest
And Weigh It Against A Feather
After My Little Death, And Tell Me Whether
Your Little Death Will Keep Me Alive

Forgive Me, I Speak In Jest

At The End Of The Dream, I Stood For You, A Leap Away
Drinking Water As You Approached
You Made It Known That I Was Your Friend
And You Let Me Stroke Your Fur…
Just Then I Become A Lion
And Feel Your Hand Run Through My Mane
I Feel Your Claws Caress Against My Paw
And I See Your Smile In My Eyes

Gazing At Your Carnal Eyes,
Forever Impressed On The Insides Of My Mind.