Thou seekest my hands so discreetly, wherefore?
Does your keenest sense tell you on them is blood?
If so, it is yours, take it please, I implore!
Would that sins could be washed off like common mud
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Thou seekest my hands so discreetly, wherefore? Does your keenest sense tell you on them is blood? ... / Loved reading the poem with great pleasure. What a remarkable topic and its poetic treatment! Thanks.