I would crucify what I hold dear,
and worship you while weeping.
I would do it effortlessly for you;
for you supply my pain’s remedy.
For your voice I’d give you dominion
over my existence and loose myself.
I’d leave what I find familiar and
embark on your adventure.
To discover the sounds of the
new languages you would teach,
I would die a thousand times
if but to only hear your voice.