Knee Deep in Love

So if I were knee deep in a river

of passion you’d think I’d be

scared of the torrents and run?

Maybe I am scared.

But if I have undressed and am naked

I might as well bathe.

Let the river carry me where it will

Let it rise, let it flow, let it gush its way

past me.

It can throw my body on its banks

and bounce me about its rapids, I don’t care.

I haven’t a mind to care.

For I have so long been starved of love

to stop it now from taking its course.

Let it come, let it flow, and if

in the deluge I drown,

So be it.

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