Heaven isn't known for being easy.
Although the door is open, few desire
Peace and inner glory, ecstasy,
Purchased through the sacrifice of power.
Yet there are those who find their way through love.
After all attempts at ecstasy-
Nocturnal, furtive, loyal, desperate, easy-
No hunger is diminished, nor is love
Inviolate in the sunburst of desire.
Venery's delight derives from power
Etched into the grinning face of love.
Rarer is unbidden ecstasy,
Simple as delight free of desire,
A nakedness that masquerades as easy,
Removed from the necessities of power.
Yet there are those who find their way through love.
