the beloved disciple's my tantric squeeze
but things do not only end there

she'd do anything she could just to please
massages with oils and her hair

she teaches a word than will never be heard
and they took her away from my side

they make her my mom--a virgin!--absurd
instead of my heart song, my bride

her lineage hid, despite what she did
like judas, my friend, she was scorned

our bodily bliss they excised and forbid
despite how our love joy adorned

but Mary's full glow still pulses, you know
the truth of our union still shines

and the gifts from below we've yet to bestow
are just waiting for your open signs