My religion is listening
for your name in the wind

God bless the days
that I hear you whispering

Heaven help the days
when you are silent

Your presence deluges me
like the devil on my shoulder
who knows no boundaries

It is all I can do at the end of the day
to fall to my knees and beg for your
sinful temerity

May He strike me down
every time I wish to feel
your hand on my thigh

And may He resurrect me
every time you break into
my soul and ****** my humanity