Longing, Dreams, and Desire

My longing and my dreams and desire,

to kiss and Angel, and lie in her arms,

seems to me not Love, but my own brokenness.

Hope is a four letter word, just like Love

My name is a four letter word, just like Rain

God is a Five letter word, permanent — a stain

God is a Five letter word, a mix of Joy and Pain

God is Green and Purple and Blue

Like the vines and flowers that bind my Heart to You

I cut them for the sacred altar, where I lay my battered soul

Now I’m free, but like emancipated slaves

I know not what or where to go

I take my empty bag, and do my best to stand

but its only water underneath and no sight of solid land

How many tears to make a saline ocean wide

that thirsty men who drink, go mad and then they die