Bridegroom

 

 

If I’d kept vigil

Perhaps I could have kept you out of the garden

It was the headaches that done me in

When I awoke, I reached out for you, but you were gone

I searched for you in darkness, light

Asked around

Nearly everyone I come into conflict with robbed me or beat me

All because I claimed you as my lover

Someone asked what you had that others don’t

I describe your beauty best I could

But the beatings turned to jeers

I wish I could tell you which one is worse

They do this to keep me from my lover, but what they don’t know is my lover has many beloveds