it comes
 The spirit
 of love

It serenely washes over me
 permeating in my cells
 It collects my missing pieces
 My weariness, it does expel
 Waves of faith and hope and sex
 are crashing on my shore
 Divinity in pain and death
 No more reason to abhor

My lips
 Let us dance
 for truth

Come forth
 Guide the lost
 Make clear
 Come forth
 Draw near
 Save the damned
 Fuck fear
 Come on!
 Be here!
 Stand strong

Originally published at Andrew L. Hicks.