I remember drowning
in the Nile
and watching you
scoff as I sank
Historians say they don’t know
how I died
but you and I know
the truth
Two thousand years later,
you had evolved
I remember making love
to God in your flesh
after we secretly
planned our escape
Theologians wrote our love
out of history
but you and I know
the truth
Two thousand years later,
we meet again
July 31, 2013
