Stay
Before
I never let myself be known
to the shards of stained glass
displayed at St. Vincent's Church
I praise the strength that encompasses your name
and let it linger on the tongue
In our May, you walk me down our beach
and kiss me on my neck
I play with my short nails
against your wide sandy back
The footsteps are like the day you walked into my life
smooth and brilliant with the sun
The waves like sighs
like my undulating curves against the meaty part of your palm
attacking at my thighs
stay like this
don't dare take off and let my prayers be all that's left
stay like this
quiet as a dove at sunset
stay like this
fiery like a bull in
dripping in your own ardent blood
Before
the flood
of our love
of tears that became mud
all the dreams fluttered away throughout thick green mountains
descended splashing down
the tallest and most powerful of waterfalls
then washed upon a river somewhere
To our dismay, I stayed
a scarred nun locked in a convent
like God would save me from this sore
afraid to look outside those solid thick walls
guarding your image as the bells sang in a call
reminding me of how sorry, how sorry
we were for missing each other so much
stay like this
spread apart like a juicy orange
stay like this
with white velvety sheets wrapping us at night
beside and through everything, baby
inside me till I die

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