Lord, oh Lord!
whose clever mind birthed Adam & Eve
birthed symphonies
birthed tangerines.
Lord, oh Lord!
do rescue me.
i've found myself in love's bare hands
no garden-gloves to stave off thorns.
Lord, oh Lord!
its getting warm.
i've found that shiver on my spine
that blessed lesion in my mind
(his face like sun my eyelids bless)
oh Lord! do rescue me.
I pray for your great quiet wrath
that smote the smitten Hebrew girls
to snatch from me this priceless pearl
which i dare not release.
this ground is soft as snow: i'll sink!
oh Lord, do rescue me!
with hands that cannot cup his face
with lips that cannot part to speak
his name, i curse this sweet release.
oh Lord, do rescue me!
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