Kneel Before My Love:

My heart is a fish heading down stream
whenever our eyes meet
Her silver hands bejewelled with rubies of light
reach to cup it
a more fitting birth than the waiting coffin of my breast within

In the bazaar there walks a woman who parades
her many beauties
and lifts the hearts of lovers
She makes of all men secret thieves
who steal with their eyes the object of their obsession
Her perfumes all the spice winds of Eden
She will gladen the heart and then break it with glee
All her lovers attributes are transient
she is fleeting as the trembling heart of a tiny bird
among hungry eagles
She visits for one brief moment and is gone...

O proud rulers of men
kneel before my love
kneel until your bones crack
gaze until your eyes are blind with tears
she will teach you humility
she will make of you thankful penitents...