She whispers “Please….”
the virtues and the principalities take pause
and supplication is suspended
heaven can wait for a moment
to hear her command
She utters “please”
the river takes wonder
and hold up to the banks
“Should I follow the flow this way
or no over the land,”
She implores me “please”
time itself is suspended
frozen in her presence
so who am I to stand before
the forces of heaven and earth
and deny her… a kiss?
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