In 1835 Jezebel and Isacc
He came in from the cold
After gathering and locking the sheep
Isaac was a beautiful man; 6’3″
He wiped the rain from his face
Only the fire in the fireplace lit his face
He looked at Jezebel
Stone cold he stripped naked
She looked away
He grabbed her hand and
He knelt before her
She took her hands and touched his hair
Rising now to kiss her
At last
The torch he carried to have her
In this perfect night
© Natalie Keshing
ICYMI
You really have outdone yourself. maybe not. Such fine, fine music