Please Accept My Wedding Ring

No one will change my world, No soldiers shooting squad, No priest in prison ward, No gloom and shadow words, No angels, no God. And when City shuts its lights, I will chaise you in the dark And with help of dreamer’s thoughts I will fix the deepest cracks. With the blossom of the tree, With the gossip of the sea At the dawn on the beach I will touch you as a wave touches innocence of sand. As the Christ’ excuse of whore, With a bigotry in soul, Emanation of your scent I engrave with cosmic rays On the billboard in my brain. I will die without you. I will cry to be with you. I will cheat to see your smile. I will steal and sell, and try… I will worship, work and win. Call for stars to be my team. I will offer you a screen, Clouds bandage whitest sin on the mountain’s green rim. When the City turns on lights I will find you at my site, And with freshness of the rain I will wash the dirty stains from my past and future deeds and the scrap of lie and shame. People’s smiles will fill the sky And because I saved your love No one will change my world No angels, no God, no Servant, no King! In the middle-of-the-road Please accept my wedding ring. 3.2012 New York.