2011-10
I apologize foreverything except
The blood on
your mouth, your
lips, the blood on
my fist, almost a
betrayal.
Your
wings have
swept me
somewhere that I
cannot go,
Not yet. Give
me another few
rises of Venus,
let me set my sights
heavenward just
once and maybe
again. And please-
Please forgive me.
Forgive the
betrayal I wrapped
tight in the guise
of need, forgive the
way my eyes looked
heavenward even when
I was half-hid under
the shadow of
your wings.
Forgive everything
except-
The blood on
your mouth, your lips
and yes, your
blood slick on
my fist.
Poetry by Minhocao
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Written on 2011-07-03 at 14:05
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