Divine

DIVINE

For the right to love,

I submerge myself in colors.

Rest my head on your ribs

where we were split in two

bound by covers

like the book you read

Obedient sun,

it is easy to follow your footprints in fascination-

revelation

how you leave orange trails behind you.

We run through these seasons like leaves,

fall into yellow

blossom into green,

sick with sin,

slither yourself around me

alas, temptation wins.

Gone with the tide,

bodies bloodied and blue

into the middle of the ocean

where we tread 'til we lose.

Beneath bruises,

prayers planted,

purple fields,

yet the soil an unforgiving tainted shield.

Rotting from the flood of the earth,

I do not know God if I can not love her