rose flores rosevoc2
You: Billows Of Guilt? - Poem by rose flores rosevoc2
You didn't do it! Every tear
you shed, a cluster of icicles
enshroud. Your kiss, pure as
water. Your arms, overworked
with guns. Your thighs, steadfast
for duty. You asked for nothing,
but my love. You were a Muslim
and I was a Christian. We were
two different worlds. Our ages did
not meet, but in the equinox of the
suns. Our backgrounds were odd to
each other. The only thing common
was love and God. I didn't abandon
you when time separated us. You were
always in me, we were one Cross.
Billows of guilt, let come to heaven!
Never will I deny you, I will drift with you
fire on fire, knees on knees, limb on limb.
Your memory is my memory in the
stone walls. Your love, my weeping
trail. God is forever! In every billow
of imperfection, in everything or nothing -
He is a cloud that comforts...
Every vein in your arm, I will remember.
And peace be with you.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about You: Billows Of Guilt? by rose flores rosevoc2
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You