Lest I Forget


Stitch my forgiveness within my skin

Take thread from the spool of heaven

And write it, right here

Upon the curve of my breast

Where I am least likely miss it

Tender skin, tender salvation

Beside my beating heart

Eloquent organic rhythm

Heavens song enraptured

To have regained a modicum

Of trust on this road of faith

Humble earnestness leads the way

Each drop of regained trust

I beg you to stitch within my skin.

Words KP

Image by Runs with *Scissors*


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