good to have you on the line you can tell
me anything choosing love, faced with them,
borne from his time in the depths of hell,
she’s wearing, for us, our diadem
seems to me that i’m always recovering
the person i was when i first arrived;
but, at that point, i amount to nothing,
depending, then, on what He’s derived
Who is this person between the sheets?
i find in others what i cannot be;
then, when they’re gone, we keep our seats,
so, i allow for hidden parts of me.
I won’t initiate without a spark;
no need to fear, then, our imperfections,
this would leave a permanent mark
We cannot wait on heaven’s corrections.
you’ve come this far to show your love
I aim to be the man you imagine,
want to be the woman you’re dreaming of
i’ll be drowning out his two-fold din,
connecting, through you, to his orgy,
meeting my maker beyond the stage.
the future, for us, never looked so free;
finally, i feel we’re on the same page.
well, you can love me any way you like
I see the button has become undone,
accidentally, now, a little tyke
existing on the far side of the sun,
we’ll be together in the blink of an eye.
i’ll be your ever loving confidante
tell me, also, of the love you spy,
there’s nothing left, here, for me to taunt.
i take it then that you’ll love me best
I want, forever, what’s right for you,
so i’m sticking with my maker’s request:
you’re a question answered when i’m blue,
feeling almost giddy to have you here.
Seeing as how, you love me as I am,
a thing with eyes both gentle and clear,
counter to a one dimensional scam.