I saw you again
And volts of electricity
Crept into my veins,
And love,
Still and frozen,
revived.
If only you saw me
For when two stone touches
Friction starts fire,
Like palm on skin,
Breath on lobes,
When you speak.
I hear the ringing
Of Sunday bells,
When the chosen worship
And I worship you.
I was damned, love,
For you were my church.
My frailty I confessed to God,
For I...
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