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Consecrate

Lovers in their bed as fog rolls in
He kisses her just there and whispers

'We are blessed' not knowing how or why
'Tis plain as the sacred draw of blood

The tempo of her breath assails him
Ever pushing back his own regrets

A shedding tear following her last
Let forgetfulness assuage her ghost

To keep them evermore together
For what they never had from living

In afterlife there'll be no sorrow
Nor will there be joy in forgiving


April 18 ( NaPoWriMo 2017 )
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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