Granada, Spain
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You said, Who's at the door?
I said, Your slave.
You said, What do you want?
To see you and bow.
We talked through the door. I claimed
a great love and that I had given up
what the world gives to be in that love.
You said, Such claims require a witness.
I said, This longing, these tears.
You said, Discredited witnesses.
I said, Surely not.
You said, Who did you come with?
This majestic imagination you gave me,
Why did you come?
The musk of your wine was in the air.
What is your intention?
Friendship.
