Forgive me, Master, for I have sinned.
It has been too long(solong) since
you pulled my last confession from my (bruiséd)lips.
O sin, o lust, their tempting whispers
haunt my (soul)frenzied dreams,
leaving me to wake with (sticky)sweat-stained sheets.
Bless me(takeme), Master, for I have sinned(sosweetly).
I beg for bloody absolution at your feet.
Please(pleasepleaseplease) scour my soul(withpain)
and gift your(yoursyoursyours) humble servant
with promises(ofpain) you'll keep.
Take me(forgiveme), Master, for I have sinned(foryou).
I seek (you)contrition on my knees.
Bring me (screaming)to your altar and
throw me down, make me (ohso)complete.
Forgive me, Master, for I (always)have sinned.
I throw my(heartmindbodysoul)self upon your (body)mercy
and beg (shamelessly)for you to pull (agonizing)prayers
from my (bloody)lips.
By your love, I am once more made Holy.















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Love,
Your Izzy and your Zeke
Great play on the typical form of a prayer. As I read it the first time, I was literally thinking to myself, "What the fuck..." but when I went back and read it again, it all made sense and seemed to click in my head. Very well thought out indeed.
And on top of that, it's great to see you post something again, as it's been far too long since we've been able to talk!
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