The headlong rush of star to star

The headlong rush of star to star,

The desperate, clinging gravity of atom to atom,

The urge of blood to blood, pulse to pulse, follicle to follicle,

The musky sliding of leather upon viscous sweat,

The immense eruption of sunspots, the joy of heat,

The disheveled violence of never-letting-go.

Beloved shepherd, favorite of princes, treasure of kings, voice of God,

Sing aloud the song my heart enchants solely and softly to yours.

Sling the stone of shattering sunlight to split the lowering eclipse

of threatening shadow.

Behead the giant foe, those fears that would seep into our dreams

and poison our dearest hopes.