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'Let the love of harlots be sanctified.' ~unknown woman

When you come to me, realize I behest
no edifice. Love me in a gutter
or not at all. I merely want to rest
my temple on your temple - to utter
“Hosanna” in the shared throat of a split
alley; to awake spread beneath heavens,
frank before your eyes of melted wax, lit
with a tart torridity which leavens
my body as if I were dough submerged
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Richard Wlodarski 04 February 2017
Congratulations on Poem Of The Day. That being said, there is nothing funny about messing with the blood of Christ.
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Tom Allport 04 February 2017
lovely poem about the choices we make? and then live with.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 04 February 2017
Congrats on selection as member poem of the Day.
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Clarence Prince 04 February 2016
I attest we have no sins to confess. I attest!
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M Asim Nehal 04 February 2016
The true face of the society nicely explored.
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Rajnish Manga 04 February 2016
This is like showing a mirror to the society that drums up its high moral values all the time. 'our benign / impurities to dulcify and bless - / I attest we have no sins to confess.
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Jasbir Chatterjee 04 February 2016
love purifies everything. Thanks for sharing this poem.
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Edward Kofi Louis 04 February 2016
Melted wax! With the muse of love. Thanks for sharing.
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