Gabriel, Love Me

Gabriel, Gabriel, oh how I do strain
To embrace the warmth you so openly bring.
Pure light has borne thee, your ambience rains
Down upon my soul, craving to hear your own sing,
To hear the tight strings and their reverberation,
To gaze upon you as your body does shake
From the power and passion roaring from your creation;
The beautiful music causing my heart to quake.
Your dark mane is sinful in its saintly essence,
The odd combination confusing me so.
Radiating a large and unearthly quintessence
As you bend to the music, so painfully slow.
And inside I know, that one song is for me.
It creases your brow; heats and chills my skin.
Your eyes gaze deep into mine, passionately,
And sing silently songs composed from deep within.