last night
i shot a beautiful woman
right through her sternum

a black dress strutted into my dreams
with a woman inside it
touched the hollow of my thigh
kissed me with full lips
said
if i knew we served the same god
by different names
we would have been lovers
but that black dress
that soft kiss

i never loved a woman
only zeal and country
who never kissed me
never wore that black dress

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