I said;
If I profane with my unworthiness
Hand this holy shrine
The gentle sin is this
My lips, two blushing pilgrims
Reads stand to smooth
That rough touch
With tender kiss
She said;
Good pilgrim you do wrong
Your hand too much
Which manners devotion
Shows in this
For saints have hands
That pilgrim hands do touch
And palm to palm is
Holy Palmer's kiss
I said;
Have no saints lips
And Holy Palmer's too?
As pilgrim lips that they
Must use in prayer
Oh, then dear Saint
let lips do whatever hands do
She said;
They pray, grant thou
Lest faith turn to despair
Saints do not move
Though grant prayers sake
I said;
Then move not while
My prayer's effect I take
Thus from my lips a by thine
My sin is purged
She said;
Then have my lips the sin
That they have took
Sin from the lips
Trespass sweetly urged
Give me my sin again 💋
©ray-cpal
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