Kiss me,
son of God,
make the void go away
with your rosy cheeky lips,
the warmth embraced in your core,
give me some of that heat to hearth
the fire long grown cold.
Atone me,
you who is of God,
love me the way no one else could,
love me as sole an anchor in this drowning world,
bring forth the Gate to Paradise
and walk hand in hand with me,
it is a craving of immeasurable proportions.
Save me,
omnipresent offspring,
the devil knocks
and whispers,
the voice that has a sweet creaking to it,
I perish under the weight of the tears,
He won’t let me shed.
Please,
son of God,
your wrath has no place in a love like ours,
I persisted and I sacrificed
and I’m still trapped in Hell,
I kneel at the altar of your love,
I pray, I ask, I beg.
Hear me!
You who are the Son of God!
Why couldn’t you love me
the way you created me?
Amen.