The summer I painted Muriel
-acrostic
response to the Challenge by Coolaaron
The season untouched by frost
Hands discovering the yet untamed
Evoking the longing that would last from now on
Seeing the white skeleton
Under her embroided smile
Mass on hot sundays
Mouth forming her name in prayers
Eternal damnation awaiting us
Reciting Hail Mary as she undressed
Immaculata
Posing in blue uniforms for our mothers
A hidden touch behind the lens
In her room
Next to each others confession
Tasting with eyes closed
Eyes open
Drowning
Muriel
Untangling my tongue in her letters
Roses grow on her now
I never could save her
Even though she saved my
Longing
Poetry by Emelén
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Written on 2006-08-31 at 17:32
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