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Brian Johnston
Written Dec. 4, 2013.
As a big 'Buffy The Vampire Slayer' fan, I considered calling this poem 'Angel's Song.' Hey, Vampires need to be loved too (if they exist) !
'You are so enjoyable! '
'I enjoy the hell out of you! '
Is it possible to give another greater praise?
What on earth would it be?
'I love you' is so fraught with expectations...
Not wanting to be a heartless cad, an idiot,
Or a soulless exploiter of women
I hesitate to say 'I love you too sweetheart! '
Like a common vampire bat
Hungry for the taste of warm blood.
Maybe 'I need you so much Baby! '
Is what you long to hear?
Does it really build you up to hear another say
They are incomplete without you in their lives,
That they can never own what you possess,
That they have a hunger only you can sate,
That you are everything they are not?
How does her groveling make you a better man,
Or reassure you that she's the perfect match?
Are you really that insecure?
How about 'Your smile gives me Goosebumps? '
Did you ever try that line on a woman and mean it?
It's not that I don't miss a woman's exposed neck,
Rare is the soul indeed that escapes famine's pains
But what I really hunger for
Is My Woman's blood...
The kind of blood that is not available
From a mobile Red Cross Blood Bank.
And how is it that another's life force,
Their totally unique blood can belong to me (or you) ?
A possible answer, one that rings true for me,
Is the one that Christ modeled for us...
Certainly it must be a gift...
But Christ's transcendent gift
Was not seductive, not meant for me alone,
He gave freely of himself for all...
Rich or poor, blessed or unblessed, saint or sinner,
Most would consider me mad if I, like Jesus,
Claimed the power to reconcile anyone to the Creator
And they would be right. So was Christ insane?
Christ's marriage vows contained no words
Only action... Action intended to lift us up...
Not to restrain us in chains of guilt or responsibility
But to remind us all that 'God so loved the world...'
You and I, We are God's beloved! Unwashed and unsaved!
So you wonder how it is that you can ever know
That a woman is your woman?
The answer is not the quality or volume of her blood,
The answer is not in ceremony or contractual agreement.
The answer is Grace, the perfect gift, God's Grace.
Copyright © Brian Johnston | Year Posted 2014
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