The Other Side of Bethlehem

Originally posted on Pen of the Damned:

Soft caressing satin sheets the finest weave

laid out awaiting our grey mistress

today the surroundings a lowly cave

but tomorrow she says ��� it will be a palace���

for she is deserved of the world���s best

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We shudder as she draws near

her greatness is in contrast to our lowliness

I behold her and see earth���s riches clear

etched in her skin, reflected off her eyes, in her touch

my mate is poised to rearrange all and such

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Fearing that the perfumes and oils

do��not emulate her beauteous perfection

we like dogs in our groveling toil

have no ability to bark

we whimper at her approach in the dark

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She kicks my mate across the rocky ground

���FOOLS don���t you know what is occurring

can���t you hear the angels��� grating sound?���

we had been too busy to listen to music
so heavenly, it would make���

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