Kinsman Redeemer

Lie down next to me
   and bushel of barley wheat
     I'll give you in the morning
to proclaim that we've done nothing here
    only sharing of dreams
       not purposeful intimacy
whisper your sweet requests
    fine tapestry of dreamer's wake
       and upon this evening twilight's witness
    I will profess my dire need
       to know you and be known by you
But first there must be marriage vows
   between us two, in open court
      where witness bare and hold us up
   when we ourselves can steady not
so up you go, sweet girl of mine
    untouched, uncovered in the night
take this barley--enough for two
    and let me see what I can do
          to make you mine
    oh woman, from a distant land
And if my kinsman takes you not
   for he is the rightful man in line
then I will take you to myself
    as we forever intertwine
my heart to yours, oh foreign girl
    you shall not go without a place
your name is mine, my soul is thine
two lives now one under heaven's sky