I perish daily for one to toucheth mine outer brawn
For to feel ones soul in collision with mine own
A melody of triumphant song...

I suffocate periodically to hybrid thirst
For I want to be rebirthed
In ones arms and eyes.....

Sweet child of mine,
Overwhelm me in overload sleep
Keepeth mine tongue between thy teeth
And grip me in thine soul

Release me in thy hold

And palm me
As god to and infant!!!!!!

Cometh close,
Not distant