At David's Rooftop

My palace in Jerusalem is tall,
and high, and wide.  From its rooftop my view---
kingly and unimpeded---takes in all
the city, even past the farthest wall.
Not far from here (perhaps a little too
close, like temptations of adultery),
Bathsheba bathes.  Her casual nudity
(not forward and not shy) adorns her very
well, and revives in me extraordinary
desires.  But, at this hour, I will not call
upon her.  She deserves her privacy.
Look opposite, and far past:  there, a sight
quite startling, even more so in daylight,
that little ridge---see it?---just like a skull.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2 Samuel 11:2, Mark 15:22

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