Oh gods, come forth this day.
Let me render her body anew
With a thousand petalled kisses.
Let me hold her hand in mine
That we may keep our bodies true.
This jewel that is the trees and the rain
And the sea and the sky,
Let me worship at her feet
With the incense of Eastern brides.
Let her river run through me,
That I may be hers again.
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