suzanne takes you down to her place near the river you can hear the boats go by you can spend the night beside her and you know she s half crazy that s why you want to be there and she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from china and just when you mean to tell her you have no love to give her she gets you on her wavelength she lets the river answer you ve always been her lover and you want to travel with her you want to travel blind and you know you will trust her for she s touched your perfect body with her mind yes and jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water and he spent a long time watching from a lonely wooden tower and when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him he said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them but he himself was broken long before the sky would open forsaken almost human he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone and you want to travel with him you want to travel blind and you know you will trust him for he s touched your perfect body with his mind now suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river she is wearing rags and feathers from salvation army counters and the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor and she shows you where to look amid the garbage and the flowers there are heroes in the seaweed children in the morning they are leaning out for love they will lean that way forever while suzanne holds a mirror and you want to travel with her you want to travel blind and you know that you will find her for you ve touched her perfect body with your mind
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