Dry Mouth - Poem by gershon hepner
When Jacob met her at the well
her mouth was drier than his wit,
and when he kissed her she could tell
that as a lover he was fit
to wed her, but she had to wait
until he wedded first her sister,
He didn’t know that she was bait
for one less fair, and when he kissed her
she wondered why his mouth was dry
though lips were wetted with a tear.
As in Shechem, he knew a sigh
of love is stronger than a spear.
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