I’ll always be a neophyte in Christ
and smolder with desires most lecherous
ignoring sermons, warnings yet
seeking place in providence divine.
I’ll always be a neophyte in love
chained by inhibition from my youth.
I flounder in a darkness made of men
waiting for a hand to find me there.
They’ll always be a neophyte in me
looking for a verse that sounds unique
some dolorous group of words for heartbreak.
Is it a bombast or a poem?
I’ll always be a neophyte in life
looking at the world as children do,
magic, Universal Laws and everything
in glasses rose and good.
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