| And I've Never Been So Ready To Receive And I�ve never been so ready to receive the light is on near the dusk of the day and my blood-loves sit together in one chair she writes bruises upon my heart painting it with earthly colours the dry becomes moist and the bleeds run running as streams do after a storm and I�ve never been so ready to receive and as horses do when they happen upon the home trail I understand her summer heart while the earth turns yellow in autumn moods and I am a rock feeling the warmth of a stroking sun It is no sin to feel so deeply And I�ve never been so ready to receive |