Am I A Harp an erotic poem by Jody

Am I A Harp?
- Jody

Am I a harp that the
hands of this man may
touch me?
Or a flute
that his breathe may pass
through me?
to command that
perfect note...

A seeker of silences I am;
what treasures
have I found in silence?
If this is the day
of harvest,
in what forgotten field
have I sowed the seed
and in what
unremembered season?

If this indeed be the hour
in which
I lift up my lantern,
is it not that flame which
burns within?

Empty and dark shall I raise my lantern
and the guardian of
my nights
shall fill it with oil.

And he shall set flame to
light it.

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