I've never been one for worshiping
yet I say your name like a prayer
to love you is akin to believing
to love you has never been fair
because I've never been very patient
but for you, I'd be a saint
my heart has never wanted containment
yet you hold the key to the cage
I've yet to be called selfless
but I would sell all my possessions
to talk with you for a second
before I ascend to some kind of heavens
I don't believe in cosmic interaction
but by some higher decree
I've succumbed to all attraction
and pledge myself to thee
And maybe my honesty is brutal
but I love you just as hard
even putting it into words is futile
without you, my soul would be charred
you have become my enchantment
my pre-modern obsession
I utter I love you in a chant, and
would stake my life for your protection
So yes, I'm not a believer in most things Kismet
but for you, my love, I find myself wholly in it.