I am a student of theology
I am also a woman
Could you tell us apart?
Read more of what they say about the Divine and you'll learn more of my heart
Though the passion is not platonic, it is not self-controlled
It does know envy and boasts of pain
It's weak, if truth be told
My love is diluted because it has to go through me
Though these lenses lack prescription, they may yet help me see
They give me names and help assign
Superpowers to manipulate time
They help me fashion this simple rhyme
They make me speak of the Divine.
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