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And I’ll do it for you
I’ll be the Rose of Sharon for you
I’ll do it for you
I’ll be the Lily of the Valley for you
I’ll do it for you
I’ll be Isolde or Marion for you
I’ll do it for you
Ooh I’ll come in a hurricane for you
I’ll do it for you — Kate Bush “The Song Of Solomon”

yes, i saw
you held tight
with fingers five
white knuckling it
imprinting
like a vice,
or a maiden
on the tip,
the lip of
a cliff

as you spoke
in earnest
on your long,
tall tower

of things “not changed”
or so i thought
as if my babel fish
could instantly
speak the words
i longed to hear

and five are as good
as ten, are they not?

for just think of
all the music
that can be
deftly played
on one hand

the left
not visible
free to scoop in the
sky or stroke the stars
to sleep

gather them
into my hair
so that I can see my
way

all the way
back home

while the right plucks the
sinew-strings of my unholy flesh
a song made just for you

i am the flesh made word
a song of solomon
a song of songs
turned from
dreams that hum
out at night

© 2016. J Noade

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