The Only God I Have Ever Known
I am not the hero because I am not selfless
I saw once your snowy white skin
and I wanted to feel it, caress it.
I am not good because I am not kind
I heard once your singing
and did not mind frightening you when
attempting to woo you.
I am not noble because I am not patient
I stood beside you but once
and searched for you
when you were not where I could find you.
I would not wait to hear to hear word of
you.
I would have split the world in half like Hades,
if only to find you, my Persephone.
And this is why I am telling you now,
you with your skin as white as snow,
your lips like blood
and hair as dark as ebony,
That you and you alone are the only
God I have ever known.
To long have you been the maiden,
let me make you into the mother,
and when you become the crone
I promise still to worship you.
For you are the one God I have
ever known.