Hissing through torrid Sahara
You hiss, you crawl,
You twist and turn,
(Oh what blissful view hath the
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God is in love with you,
Perfectly and persistently,
His sheer passion is you,
Nurtured and cultivated jently,
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at first we reckon'd 'this is a necessary rhythm'
we were swindl'd of our mothers' breasts
and promised all sorts of shiny crests,
they push'd and pull'd us towards the system,
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inside this womb,
a woe of woes,
poetry has shined
days without number,
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do not liken me to the sad man
or to his sudden face,
the wrinkles on his forehead
tell a very strange story,
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souls meet through pupils and irises,
as two pairs melt into one being,
they meet where hands hold,
and fingers fill the void in between,
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the heavens will dance,
hades will nevertheless lament,
fate will conquer chance,
and eternity will be a moment,
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I'm breaking up with you;
Because your hills are demented,
Your shrills are foulish
And your attention is fragmented,
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I love you because you're ugly,
Because chaps won't scorn me
For having your curve at hand,
So lonely girls won't loathe you,
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He'll return on the clouds
He'll shine us blind
He'll sound a gold trumpet
No Michael will do the honor
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