be my Amen.

I thought I heard the hard soft of your hands,

I thought I tasted the earth roll off your tongue,

We’ll be kneeling when our ten locked fingers break open this lung —

Our love won’t hold on to no one, oh holy woman, be my Amen.

I thought I saw oil under your feet,

I thought I heard the careful clock miss a beat,

When the sun comes up, we’ll break open quiet into this heat —

Our love won’t hold on to no one, oh holy woman, be my Amen.

I thought I felt the braille of your prayer,

I thought my fingers could trace your longing in this cell,

When it’s time to break our hearts, set the table for one lonely chair —

Our love won’t hold on to no one, be my Amen.