The Credenza
Gold goblet lifts steadily to yielding lips,
his reservations are buried deep within.
Ornate credenza displays one yellow tulip
waning as holy water cleanses him from sin.
His reservations are buried deep within.
The servant fears he's not pious enough.
Waning, as holy water cleanses him from sin,
prayers for his lord rise like wings from a bluff.
The servant fears he's not pious enough
for service by hands of faith and devotion.
Prayers for his lord rise like wings from a bluff
dipped in wine laced with pernicious potion.
For service by hands of faith and devotion,
ornate credenza displays one yellow tulip.
Dipped in wine laced with pernicious potion,
gold goblet lifts steadily to yielding lips.
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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