Six Apologies, Lord (by Olena Kalytiak Davis)

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Six Apologies, Lord

I Have Loved My Horrible Self, Lord.
I Rose, Lord, and I Rose, Lord, And I
Dropt. Your Requirements, Lord. 'Spite Your Requirements, Lord,
I Have Loved The Low Voltage Of The Moon, Lord,
Until There Was No Moon Intensity Left, Lord, No Moon Intensity Left
For You, Lord. I Have Loved The Frivolous, The Fleeting, The Frightful
Clouds. Lord, I Have Loved Clouds! Do Not Forgive Me, Do Not
Forgive Me LordandLover, HarborandMaster, GuardianandBread, Do Not.
Hold Me, Lord, O, Hold Me

Accountable, Lord. I Am
Accountable, Lord.

Lord It Over Me,
Lord It Over Me, Lord. Feed Me

Hope, Lord. Feed Me
Hope, Lord, Or Break My Teeth.

Break My Teeth, Sir,

In This My Mouth.

Comments

[evilstorm.livejournal.com]

...A poem from a sub to a dom?

[thenetwork.livejournal.com]

A poem to God, methinks.

[evilstorm.livejournal.com]

That I figured, but it sounds incredibly dom/sub as well.

[thenetwork.livejournal.com]

It does. And it's very sexy. Sufi mysticism on crystal. I love it. :)

[evilstorm.livejournal.com]

LOL. I like traditional Sufi better, but this is an interesting take.

[windowwasher88.livejournal.com]

I agree. This is insanely sexual.

[gamesiplay.livejournal.com]

Wow. Thank you for this.

[coqdorysme.livejournal.com]

wow the low voltage of the moon is a super good phrase!

[jesuslovesbono.livejournal.com]

i agree

[thenetwork.livejournal.com]

How beautiful. Thank you.

[eranim.livejournal.com]

Reminds me of Donne's holy sonnet 14. More desperate poems to God please!

Feed Me
Hope, Lord, Or Break My Teeth.

Break My Teeth, Sir,

In This My Mouth.

Wonderful.