You Hide Beneath the Cross Your Sins
in the corner
of smoke filled pool hall
you sat peering
as you quaffed another beer
your umber eyes
locked in the beryl
of mine
lost temporarily
in the depths
you flashed a smile
that seemed to glow
beneath the dimmed lights
my eyes unlocked
in a downward shift
as i couldn't help but notice
the shimmer of gold
contouring your neck
its intricate design
delicately detailed
of the Christ child
as he hung
on splintered wood
when he died
in vain for our sins
my heart skipped
with the soft music
in the background
you approached
hands extended
I trusted in God,
then in you
a whirl around
as months flew by
like fists in rage
now memories flash back
in my wondering;
would you have worn
splintered wood instead
for salvation of your sins?
8/23/2019
One Hundred Thirty Six Words Poetry Contest
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Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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