Photo credit: Scott Stefan

……………………Save me!” “Else I’ll  sink!”

i never read a love letter

Or a heard a song written in dark ink

to me

that does not require open pockets

me in a rose bed, washing my body

like dishes, stack up  in an overcrowded sink.

I never knew love was scriptures

To kiss every day at the cost of blood shed

“A sinner I am—echoes to the color of rose pink.

……………..Save me!” “Else I’ll sink!”

Forgive me, tonight I’ll read a word

to ‘passion’ and give thanks to the cleansing

cool water: the absence of daddy,

my mother–brave she was,

wore the cool color of rose pink.

Empress Journee