Monday, May 28, 2012

THE PRIEST SPEAKS

Priest, your words are crystal.
I wear them in a locket
Over my heart,
Decorate
My body with their mystery,
Taste their truth.

Our tears are silence,
Pale
As a feathered cloud,
Fragile with time.
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