I wish that you could love, as I.
I wish that you could feel
how love’s akin to endless sky,
that needs no paper seal.
I pray the gods may turn from this
that blinds their minds to mortal bliss;
religious fervours bright!
The laws of man and those of god,
should seek to yet entwine.
What’s Gods’, be Gods’ but let them not
take all that’s clearly mine.
I cannot fight this ether mass,
I cannot break down walls,
built stout with tumbling hourglass;
years wide and aeons tall.
I hope that fire will one day sear
your glacier bastioned heart
and melt a cleft, that it may clear
a route for cupids’ dart.
And then the Gods can go and play
with other lovers’ lives;
and I will stand on judgement day
too suffer sinners’ knives!