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Love is the Law, he said, and
guided by that easy task,
what we love, and how,
I bring my blackened hands back
and get them clean
with the simple work.
For you I build
and years down, the silk
I found for moments
wrongly, but hungry
when you were gone from me
was dark, but sent me back
stronger, ready to be
your roof beam, to stand
at all your directions
and find my north in you
once more.
These years between the sins
I study Love and Law and Will
and wonder where the bones
of this love lie, and if this earth
that holds me up could
turn itself and bring me rubies
for me to pour into your hands
as stronger now I travel
toward your magnetic center.

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