Oh Winged Conflagration God, I've dreamt of you for long
I am ever at wild vigil by the window waiting for you to descend
I attempt to make neat of my mayhem but it's desperately headstrong
I am disorder incarnate and will be thus untill the very end
You breathe and swallow fire, my lungs and loins are louzy with vital water
My outlines are incoherent my flair erratic undecided and too much
Shape Shifting Chaos I rule as Pan's first born daughter
Fluid and plethoric, I can not be contained, I overflow to the faintest touch
On the day of the lilacs when you come I shall surrender to you; have me!
I wreck all and wreak havoc, I am a hopeless walking hazard; love me!
We've circled each other for eons, muffling and stifling our mad desire
This April lean in form above, marry my havoc n' let's espouse Water with Fire!