behind the false embraces of a family friend
whose spittle dangles from the lips of his unclean soul
spittle glistens in impotence behind the cuff of his robe
irreverent ignominious sanctimonious incestuous betrayal of priestly prose
cloaking
the perversity of his soul–
which sips hell’s communion,
(drinking Judas wine)
slipping
down the family’s window pain
for a moment
but then there would be other moments
too
unsullied as new dew streaming through the sunlit roses of their fingers
they would watch silver moons rising over beaches of unbroken sand dollars
welcome new friends into new places in their hearts
and as before,
it would be again
there would be rainbows
tick tocking of days
heartbeats of swan wings in the air…
their family
wooo kay very very powerful words! Unfortunately I can relate to them xox
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U are an overcome… many hugs… much love:)
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Very powerful very tragic. Very heartfelt testimony. Hugs!!
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Thanks Miguel :)… hugs
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More hugs!
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Yes, this is so powerful. And so poetic.
Truly heart wrenching Kae! ❤
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Thank you 🙂
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💐
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Goodness, harsh like a slap in the face …yet.. I appreciate your writing so! 🙂
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