Render me unfaithful
Eternal sin stains noir shades on my skin
grief knocks at my door with a leash in his hand
reads me my rights, instructions of the feelings I will parade with a down cast glare remember this moment of shame – remember the touch of the unfamiliar intimacy
Emotions torn from the sacred part Please don’t stare
Turn your eyes away -oh shame sit down I have lost my dignity – the grace to care
sinners are the reason the saints are adorned with absolute conviction in Believers prayers
Posted on 2020-09-26, in POETRY-FREESTYLE/IN YER FACE/EXPERIMENTAL and tagged Acrostic poetry, freestyle writing, Life, poetry, Relationships, Stream of consciousness, writing prompts. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.