text: Stirring at waters edge
  Cold froth on my twig
  My mind in whirls
  Wanders around desire
  No one imagines the light shock I need
  And Ill never know
  From whos hands, deeply humble
  Dangerous gifts as such to mine come
  May I, should I, or have I too often?
  Craving miracles…
  May I, can I, or have I too often?
  Craving miracles…
  Craving miracles..
  My romantic gene is dominant
  And it hungers for union
  Universal intimacy
  All embracing
  May I, should I or have I too often
  Craved miracles?
  May I, can I or have I too often
  Craved miracles?
  Crave…
  Waves irregularly striking
  Wind stern in my face
  Thunderstorm, come
  Scrape those barnacles of me!
  May I, may I or should I too often
  Crave miracles?
  May I or should I or have I too often
  All my body parts are one
  As lightning hits my spine
  Sparkling
  Prime runs through me
  Revive my wish
  Inviolable
  May I, can I, or have I too often?
  Craving miracles…
  May I, can I, should I, or have I too often?
  Craving miracles…