The treatise of God
Tells me if you die
I will find life
The art of alluring people lives in you
When you can't find passion
Find the kingdom in you
A deer shares the same kindred spirit as you
God tells me that our love is free
Such is the beauty of romance
That knows a cloistered heart
From an austere one
Soon I will love thee
As the sun touches Earth from afar
And the Moon feels the light vicariously
Your heart will never close
If you touch my skin and feel blood flow
As the zenith of contentment enthralls you
Let us make such pleasures anew my bride
As I find life and you find a death of worry
The treatise of God tell us
War finishes in a flurry
So it makes for no confidence on my part
To call tempests and die with a temperament
Taking a risk in the ilk of that mythological sailor
As I beseech thee to land my ship on the rocks
Soon we will shrivel and die
Such is the treatise of God
Telling us to find light
Let others do or die trying
Love is the flower said one artist
The peace is in silence said the other writer
Soon we will find the sound of silence
As we make for the poorer quarters
I will love your austerity for what it is
I need your heart for it's simplicity
Like a dove needs to fly in the pale noon