I am as a pilgrim on a pilgrimage to amend my sin of touching a angels hand
I am the site of your amendments
you are a saint that can amend my sin
Though only a kiss can my sins be amended
Our hands touch as they often do in prayer
Your hand is like a holy place that my hand is unworthy to visit. If you’re offended by the touch of my hand, my two lips are standing here like blushing pilgrims, ready to make things better with a kiss.