For You

They submerged you in jasper.

Bathed you in chrysocolla.

Lathered you in gold.

Until your magnificence was as heavy as the weight of your love.

They professed for you.
Bled for you.
Walked the Earth,

Until the soles of their feet were raw…

In tuo nome.

They burned for you.
Allowed their skin to pop,
As it melted from the calcium of their core.

…

They suffered for you.
Bore the inquisition
And its insatiable zealots,

For your Majesty...

Your Grace.

And they loved you...

They still do.

Because your love,

Seduces the hearts of men.

A tablet in a recess of Il Duomo... Milan, Italy. April 2006 - DK