The day of Passion

I hear the song of your name
belted in the mouth of many
in its true form of holy plenty
and nothing will be the same.

For I know the reckoning has come -
once and for all, finally
what is done cannot be undone
as you take this ever so gracefully.

You won't let them avert the eyes or run
while you show how to let go of the old
bearing your claws and wrapping the gold
of jewels around the neck and skin to the sun.

Yours before belonging to any other man
to which I gladly bear witness
standing in awe of you yet again -
another small thing not asking forgiveness.

 

12/10/2022