Romance Full Blown and Ripened
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Yes, even if a Giant Redwood held
A song in every needle lifted high
Towards heaven, even if these ballads swelled
Forever upward and presumed to fly,
These melodies would never mean enough
To match my love for you. Yes, even if
You came to me on hurricanes, their rough
Winds could not conquer my commitment, stiff
As God’s erection making Mary full
With Christ. No, even if the moon became
The sun of passion, it could never pull
Off miracles as hot as my love’s flame.
No night can ever sing as long as notes
Within love’s opera where lusting floats.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Apr 17, 2025 | RO |