If the whole expansive skies

Were to be impersonated in a man

Pray,

I do trust

He would be such a one

Able to contain me

And the mess that inhabits me!

 

If the whole expansive skies

Were to be impersonated in a man

Pray,

I would have made it the aim of my life

To search for him

Even if that would have required me to walk in marshes

To fight shadows and dragons

To cross deserts and forests

And even to loot and riot!

 

And when I would finally find him

Pray, I would grope on to his soul

By tying the arteries of my heart to his

By connecting our auras through the power of physical love

By chanting voodoo mantras to evoke in him,

The same swells that inhabit me!

By recounting our story to the whole world

By reminding him that our past lives are connected

To the one we shall live, someday, someplace

Which we shall call home

For there, we shall find our rightful place!

 

Why, if only the whole expansive skies

Were to be impersonated in a man!