What quality would guarantee your smile?
Admit such symmetry of beauty!
What God upon his knees
Would not be broken,
When a bite,
More than a kiss?

So what if I dance with deamons?
It is my demonstration of love,
In a world that pities death,
There's not muchleft at all.

If you have gone forever,
Well unto a longer, higher brow,
Then despite my cravings
I must dance with you no more.

And yet, I still crave you
From the carvings of the cave,
Where you left all imagination
Lost and wand'ring
Without answer,
In the hobo of the Soul.

Are you kinder than a jealous God?
Lost home and Goverment?
What God upon His knees,
When he is lost to you?