Only Listen....2?

This is a little chunk i tore out from from the original. Its so sad.....it was too much to fit in the other poem but it seems kinda weird all by itself. oohhhh nooooo what shall i dooooo??????

I want to breathe life

And become god

over my own creations.

I want to see a soul

In the things I design

I want to love

A World

That is all my own

Breathed into with my breath

Flesh of my flesh

My lover, Friend, Soul

All of these things and more