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Friday, April 1, 2016

atonement [1]

with my wounds open
and my heart closed
atonement blooms
at the tips of your fingers
mooring forgiveness 
in my sea within
I search and explore
with no compass
other than a mermaid song
luring me back to life
teaching me touch
beyond my skin
teaching me ecstasy
beneath my scars
teaching me trust
through my dancing hips
teaching me redemption
within my body

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