Ezekiel's Wife

I died suddenly that night.
Even my prophet husband
Didn't see it coming.
His last whispered words
As he cradled my head ~
"Delight of my eyes!
Desire of my heart!"
I love him.
He loved me
As God loved His golden temple,
Which was His point, I guess.
Those stupid people will not mourn
Its ruined glory.
Ezekiel did not mourn me
Before their eyes.
But oh! In his heart
I know he ached for me.
His eyes told me so
As he whispered,
"Delight of my eyes!
Desire of my heart!"


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