It’s never more
Than everlasting
The whys and wherefores
Of what you’re asking
A naked soul
Held to the light
You’re on the dole
Of Father Time
Don’t ask again
What circumstance
Creates a sin
Of happenstance
Love and lust
Don’t stop right here
This need you touch
Won’t disappear
The blood that rises
Does for you
Without subsiding
Comes for you
In everlasting
For you.


Echoes on the Stairs Copyright © 2015 by Felicity Johns. All Rights Reserved.


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