We were made to adore,
The liveliness of life,
The sweetness of a kiss,
Upon the North, above your head, on the lids
To your fabulous eyes;
It has divided my territory.
I had once conquered all,
I believed I was once God,
The wielder of life.
Simplicity is only made through smallness,
And the sameness of what I recognize.
When I kiss thee, all of Heaven falls.
Afore the South, where strands become hazed,
Where strands are there like threads of silk,
Of damask, of embroidered velvet.
I fall upwards to see Heaven, to see a true God.
One of whom, I may willingly submit,
I bend my knee, to see thee. I have seen God.
The God between thy legs,
No, the God upon thy eyes, upon thy lips,
Their sweetness beckons a kiss,
To land, to smother, to make me think
On my own time, when to consider,
Who I am, as a man, with fault.