By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 21 April 1998
One True King
sensual disgrace
macabre masks
memories distort
my vision of love
my desire to taste it all
without fierce regret
no more haunted house
keep the ghosts away
I'll shrivel at the sight
of yet another pair
of cold dead eyes
none for me
my puritan campaign
is begun
I want One True King
and no pretenders
come and cloak me
in virgin beauty
crown me
with deep, honest kisses
I look at you
and see life
rather than raw, foolish death
your breath
on my skin
is the wind
that blows the doubt
right out of my
waters.
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