Confession

I hear the clarion call of your heart as it draws me to you For I am a FLAWED man seeking refuge from my BROKEN world of lies and deceit where I wore a MASK so I could barter for love with ILLUSION found in my IMPERFECT poetic words to lovers giving weight to passionate expectations of sensual gravity found in sweating palms and the warm blankets of morning I share this with you to reveal my FACADE so your giving heart can see my TORN soul and heal its tortured CRACKED realm of emptiness spilling out before your tender hands So I may be worthy of your love 6/14/21 contest Writing-Prompt...Flawed sponsor Constance La France