A crown of thorns,
Pyracantha and hawthorn,
Rose and blackthorn
Ivy as a tie
I, sacrifice all for Love
Not just pain, but pain magnified
By blood.
A crown of thorns,
Wound tightly, pressing in
Crucifying me,
Again and again
I, sacrifice all for Love
Not just binding, but penetrating me
With the sap of God
Likes suffering, penance advances
Me one step at a time, into Heaven
And as I climb,
My heart pricks the skin of
Time, adorns
Me with the blood of
Your love forever,
Binds us, tightly,
Beautifully frightening, in a
Crown of thorns.
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