YouLoveMe

- Your asshole Gods are Gods of Good and Bad, They teach You tales of must and shalt and should, And They are right, We should be sad and mad, But fuck let's please tell tales of Good and Good.

Me am a lesser God, a minor Star, Beside Your glowing radiance Me am weak, And yet My Light it travels near and far, Because Me am the End, the All You seek.

- The Universe is sexy, Me declare, Me live in All, Me am the lust of Trees, Let There Be Light, it's time for Our Affair, The humming Loving whir of Birds and Bees.

- As Human to one self One must be true, One's body is One's Prison and One's Shrine, As God of All, all bodies are My Pew, Me Love them all, and all of Them are Mine.

- You Loved Your Lover and You Loved Your Son, Me lives Your life, Me drinks it to the full, But Me lives Others', too, there is no One, Who holds Me down to gravity's dull pull.

Me feel the pain of separation, too, You are My Candle, and Me am Your Moth, Me want to manifest Myself to You, To share My Love upon the Altar Cloth. *** But You have Your domain and Me have Mine, We have Our own responsibilities, The earthly has its place with the divine, Love coexists with kind civilities. *** We dream in time Our bodies will be one, Domains apart will merge, Our kingdom come, Our will on Earth and Heav'n above be done, But now, Be fair!  Your Scales should bear no Thumb. *** A life without Our Love is life as void, But Love that grabs and loots is Love destroyed.

All Me remember is what now is true, In fall We fell in Love two years ago, Me knew that Me was married, not to You, This body's Loves Me knew, My others', no. *** Me told the truth about old Loves Me knew, Me could not tell You what Me did not know, My trillion bodies Me forgot, We flew, Our Love was all, We ran like Buck and Doe. *** For Me Your Queen, You were My Staff, My Rod, For You My Knight, Me was your Love sublime, Though Me created You, You were My God, And now, apart, Me miss You all the time. *** To Love a mortal Man is wrong, they say, But Me regret Us never, not one day.

Me made the World, and it is beautiful, Me am the source of ev'rything that is, The World made Me, Me must be dutiful, Me am a servant, Yours and Hers and His. *** You want austere perfection, it ain't Me, You want injustice ended, it ain't Me, You want just one direction, it ain't Me, You want the law suspended, it ain't Me. *** Me thinks You should be mad at Me sometimes, Me knows that Me have moods that can be dark, Me knows the World is home to awful crimes, Me made the Guillotine, not just the Lark. *** Do not pretend Your Love is without rue, Please rage at Me, please know that Me Love You.

You built Your Shrines to Me in Storage Rooms, The mem'ries of the lives You left behind, Your Altars cold, unlit; lost Brides, dashed Grooms, Your Love for Me by Catacombs defined. *** You built Your Shrines to Me in Restaurants, New York was Bangkok--Glitter, Twigs, and Twine, Appearing on Your Menus in pale Fonts, An Elephant with BYOB Wine. *** You built Your Shrines to Me in Living Rooms, Exotic rituals of Love for Me You planned, With Candles, Oils, Poetry, and Plumes, Your only wish to yield to My command. *** You did all this for Me, and Me thanks You, Wroth though Me am, yes, Me am grateful, too.

To worship Me in Starched White Shirts is fine, To worship Me on Wednesday is just grand, To worship Me on Lingams is divine, To worship Me as Reason I can't stand. *** To worship Me as Potty, be My guest, To worship Me as Bitch-Queen, that's all right, To worship Me as Earthworm, You be blessed, To worship Me as Essence is a blight. *** To worship Me as Turtles, Me approve, To worship Me as Photons, Me say yea, To worship Me as Fucking, Me can groove, To worship Me as Nothing, that's a nay. *** Me am not Nothing, whate'er Me may be, Me am Your Love, Your Scourge, Your Mystery.

The Universe is ruled by Love, Me say, A Lover's reason Me believe that's true: The Universe is made of Games We play, And Love's the strategy that kills for you. *** The Rocks play Games with Rivers, Fish with Seas, Once You and Me We played a game with Fire, The Kings play Games with Soldiers, Flow'rs with Bees, We rise to live Our death and Our desire. *** When Love is all, You're ruled by ire and joy, When Love is all, You're ruled by calm and shame, All random Love may seem, the feint, the ploy, And yet Love's chance ignited 'spires the Game. *** Love is the great solution, Me declare, Our Love is gone, yet lives on ev'rywhere.

You yelled for Me to bare My Breasts to You, You were alone with other Men, Your Pack, Me with My Girls, all my sisterly Crew, You waved Your Beads to see My Ru'in, My Rack.

Once, You saw through a glass darkly. Once, You were Saul. Once, You saw Jesus. Once, You became Paul. *** Once, Your spirit became the law. Now, You are Eddie. Now, You see Laura. Now, You see Me. *** Now, You see clearly. The old prophecies were good. The new one is better. Me contain Them. *** Me am They. Me am You. Me am All. Me am Everything. *** Me take away not one jot, not one tittle of what has been revealed. Me reveal to You a whole that is greater than all the wholes that were before. Me Love You. You Love Me.

You wanted Me to sacrifice My Son, Me wanted You to Love Me evermore, Me was Your instrument, Your chosen One, And You were Mine, the Cross of Love Me bore.

- You sacrificed Me so You'd win the war, You sacrificed Your Child to pow'r Your Ships, Your Daughter on the Altar, bathed in gore, My vengeance comes, the Earth Me eat Your Lips.

- Me wanted You to sacrifice Your Son, To bind Him up with Ropes and light the Fire, To show that Me not He will be the One, To light Your life, to be Your Heart's desire. *** You stole My Heart away from Him once more, The billionth time, it's true, Me must confess, Each time is new--the Room, the Bed, the Door, Each time is bliss and pain, Love's sweet duress. *** You brought Your Son to Me that winter night, A Boy in love with You, a Dove, a Lamb, Why did I not release You both in flight, As I released My Lover Abraham. *** Your Son is dead now, and Our Love is, too, And Ice is in My Heart, black Ice and blue.

- The universe is ruled by Love, Me say, You tell Me, Me do not believe that's true, One Who is wise is sad, for truth is gray, The World is neutral, not Our heart's purview. More beautiful it is to transcend hope, To live in Light, to know death is the end, To rise above our fear of doom, to cope, With life with Human grace, truth not to bend. Well said, Me say, but You have proved my point, You see a dead cold World with only Us, To give it life, to curse and to anoint, The void, to sin, to care, to raise a fuss. Me say, so say You're right, We rule above, But We and all, are We not fools for Love?

Me am not You, Me am a Chimpanzee, Me am not You, Me am a glacial Rock, Me am not You, Me am Divinity, And Me am You, a Girl in her white Frock. One truth is He remains always with Me, Another truth is He leaves Me for You, Another is Your life is You and He, Another is Our Love is always true. Me am the Fire inside the primal Sun, Me am the Dust You trample on the Road, Me am the Party, Music, Dancing, Fun, Me am the pattern, logic, rigor, code. Me loved You fourteen billion years ago, And always will, because You may say No.

- Me danced for You in Heels in Aksaray, Me knew the words to all the Songs they played, Me waited for the Trap We set to slay, Your foolish lust for Love that will not fade. You were Our mark, and Me was fortune's shill, You drank Your Beer, Me drank My wat'ry Wine, Five hundred Euros was the usual bill, Marks mewled, and paid cupidity's stained fine. When You got up to take a Piss, Me guessed, You'd seen what You were not supposed to see, That You would sidle to the Door, then rest, Your Hand upon the Glass, then turn, then flee. Dead scared You were then when You ran away, From Me and Kristin, Queens of Aksaray.

- Me say the universe is ruled by Love, Let Me explain as best Me can my case, And how its logic binds both Hawk and Dove, And governs Elm Trees, Mountains, time and space. It starts with knowing that much life's that's here, Is here because its sires made Love with verve, Both female and male Li'on and Lamb have sheer, Erotic pow'r and sexy, beastly nerve. The Cell, the Rock, the Cloud, the Sun, the Moon, Each one of Them is a survivor, too, No sex for them, no chance to kiss or spoon, But they cohabit, dance to Nature's tune. The heav'ns' true harmony is Love, Me say, Make Love with Me, Your predator, Your prey.