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love, like a mountain

a woman says I love you as if it were enough

will she toil in the fields with me
under a sun that beats us like unworthy heathens
will she take the sparse vegetables I harvest
and from that simple bounty, produce a feast

will she lay down her own sorrows
and embrace mine the years of war that kill
the boy and resurrect him as a warrior, who
murders for each piece of ground that he conquers
can she reclaim the lost days, the nights of madness
and drinking; can she scrub clean the gutters Ive
slept in, when there was no other sanctuary

will she cut into me and remove the hurt that I carry
the oldest lie is: a man never cries

will she lay with me in coarse blankets, place her
tenderness and beauty on a sacrificial altar, suffer
my fevered assault, my rough hands and violent lips,
as I take my corrupt needs from her sundered flesh
and make no apology, because Im a man,
Im just a man

a woman a Woman reckons the burden of love
she knows the sheer weight of it
and that is enough.

Written by JohnFeddeler
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