I have neither met nor seen you
but each day i come to you
and reach for the you in you
i could not be closer than i am to you.

It is not just my reaching
but my meeting you out fetching
outstretched arms and glittering eyes searching
I know one day i will be seeing.

the thoughts come and push
Against the wall they bash
I am squeezed and i feel the pressure
the pressure of the desired in leisure.

my dream is that heavens will open
sacred ever one and the same with profane
with only one genesis proven
together we shall fry in one oven
I think we shall be fully human.