You are the cathedral.
I ~ a sinner.
You are the magnet that attracts
I ~ just another altar boy
groveling at your feet.
You are the innocent wayfarer ~
I ~ a reckless old pirate
usurping any way what he is not allowed to have.
You are the door to heaven.
You, Ms. Galli, are revered
“Use things. Love people. Don’t switch.”