You can see through those eyes,
A beast to be unleashed.
That melts my will
and drives me to him
into a place,
where the pulpits of sheets
and my aching skin merge
In clamour of despair
Incessant his name
He gives such a pleasure,
a fiercely collision
without even trying
down to extenuation
where his godly solace
raptures me without omission
to a sacred harbour
that nor heaven,nor hell
Have comparisson.