[As featured in the novel, Missing Side of a Rubik’s Cube]
Let me explore your body
Like a lost man finding new land
Let me feast upon your glory
Like a beast who is starved
Let me drink your Holy water
Like a seagull wounded in the sand
Loan me your tender love
For I am a beggar reaching out a hand
Lend me just a quarter
Let me borrow hope from you
So that I may keep it for tomorrow
A strand of rope to hold on to
Graze me with your skin of silk
Save me from drowning in my sin
Relieve me of this mask of filth
Let the end to now silently begin
Let me praise upon your sanctuary
Like a pilgrim upon his knees before a shrine
Raise the dead to follow crumbs of bread
And wash the dirt in rain with which you cry
Give unto me a piece of your heart
So that I may keep it for a while
Share this joy with every child
In need to laugh or smile
Lend me your red lips
Ripe like a fine wine
And with them I shall sing
Until the day I die