felix culpa quickly suppressed

we'd like to save ourselves

but can't

we trip deeper into the human-hole

dug while fleeing the first

when our first-cause was blame

we blind ourselves 

to our escapades in life

escaping, if possible 

our original disgrace

it's tragedy we long

responsibility set aside

felix culpa we sing

at the year's high point

yet quickly suppress

the message wrapped in its tones

with difficulty we accept

the state of our kind

and know that we're loved

by our neglected God

forever now 

and ever more

sex is for relating:

for touching with words

and palpitations in our heart

for offering our anxious hands 

and stealing a hopeful glance 

perhaps our disjointed focus

is an awkward, fumbling attempt

to be in love with the other

to be in love with God

my hand, my me

reaches for you

however distant

i seem

or close

you are

it's our nature

your gift