| Heretic A tall mistress with coal black hair, my lover. She opened herself to me like a divine offering, Opened and hallowed, her breath short and swift Like the descent of my flesh into her heavenly Abyssal warmth. I wept as we came together One flesh, indivisible, if for only the briefest moment. That is what God had intended wasn�t it? That moment When all things cease to be? When the breathes of lovers Are the only audible sounds even with her legs together Covering my ears? Kneeling, praying, dying, offering All that I can give for the glory of residing in one heavenly Palace, one opportunity for absolution? And yet so temporary, so swift. In one hand she held a Rosary which she cast off and switched Her grasp to help the other in seizing my locks momentarily For soon her nails dug my scalp and bled over me. Heaven Can not possibly understand the sensitivity of human lovers; The joining of two separate entities with no agenda than granting, Reducing all facets of existence to one puddle, side by side. The door opened and he caught us together. As he entered he was smiling. It left his face swift. His face showed confusion, eluded by the concept of offering. She covered her body in humiliation and a blanket within that moment. Her face showed that look of a child with her hand in a jar, a lover And she withdrew her hand from my breast, my jar, my heaven. The door slammed and the light from his eyes shown not the mercy of heaven But the wrathfulness of God finding his children naked and ashamed together. Their had been a plan of his to see me with his wife, his possession, his lover. The roses in his hand were griped till they drew blood from his hand, thrown swift Into the corner of the room. The glass vase the stems were tucked in, shattered in that moment. And all the grace of heavenly abandonment could not uncorrupt that tainted offering. Offering Heavenly Moments Together. Swift lovers. For in the air of self-discovery and reclamation of personal fulfillment, Forgotten and betrayed are those who led us to that point, converted faith does that. |