I will become the one you need someone to be,
& though I tend to condescend.
I self-efface myself in thee.
O’ Clementine, O’self-same me.
I will become the one you need someone to be.
I will become, & in the process of becoming I shudder.
All the ones, I am, I scatter.
All the ones, you need, I flatter
— shattering my perfect humanity
into an imperfect divine.
Oh, sweet and comely Clementine…
I will disclaim all that I am.
To lose my ID, worth, & name,
& pile it all, ignite it all
Into thine sacred fiery flame.
& call, & fall from grieve to grace.
O’ Clementine O’ flawless face
— Of All the skies.
O’ thou, Love’s answer to my endless whys.
Love’s answer to my endless claims.
Love’s most perfected design.
Oh, sweet and comely Clementine…
I come & only come alone
As tenacious yet tenuous.
Much as you emerged from the unknown.
From my dark despair & toil — as strenuous.
From a time when I was on my own.
O’ Clementine, Could beggar me ever receive a throne?
Could he get garish laughter & jolly?
& reach a meaning in his story,
& find existence profound & holy,
& attain in being all glory,
Without thine revered touch?
That turns the barren fertile & less to much;
That turns water into wine.
Oh, sweet and comely Clementine…
I rise in you to untie my untold torment.
To strip down my impalpable divinity into your essence.
I become your manifestation & you’re my heavens.
I become your actions & you’re my presence.
Together we share Love’s allurement.
O’ Clementine, We share Love’s own incessance.
O’ Clementine, O’ whisper deep,
Rest thine head in my heart & sleep,
& sweetly forget all the way
into the oblivious lush of tones.
& let us whisper all unknowns
Until we become One, one day.
Until we concur through & through;
I in thine & you in mine.
Oh, sweet and comely Clementine…
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