Love lives in the liver.

I would like to meet a man who has seen the inside of God's mouth.
A gentleman who cannot sleep without mercy
tucked under his pillow.
Someone who believes that angels sleep
in ears and desk drawers...telling comfort to prostitutes and business men.
A man who gives his bed to the homeless,
a man who has one eye on the sky and the other on orphans and widows.
A man who would cut off his hands and scoop out his eyes
rather than whore himself around.
A man who doesn't need me or my sex.
I would like to meet a man who would tell me the truth
even if that truth was "no" or
"goodbye".