It hinders my seeing just now, love
the maelstrom of this worldwide boxing match
grant me tomorrow and the next day
for you I suspend all earthly strivings
for you I place eye contact above language
let me unfold myself in the bosom of your wishes
in the pureness of your pondering
in the pillow of your woman gift
leave your ointments near my ears
when nightfalls whisper their judgments
I will miss you when dawns herald labors
but the injury was worth your pillow
the infections paid gladly for your Rx
grant me tomorrow and the next day
for flames hinder my eyes just now, love

_______RS

[ Image : taken from the back cover artwork of Leonard Cohen’s incomparable debut album from December 1967. ]

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