Design - Glasser

Sweet fruit!

Ripening in my arms

Do I alone notice?

That drip!

Sacrifice

Despite all the bruises, I want you

Sweet fruit!

Divide for me

You come apart easily

Your drip!

Full of life

And I will have you for mine

Your taste makes me ask again if there is a God

And if it’s divine design, that I should rip you up

If there is a God

If there is a God