Trembling hands
burn for more rain
on a shingled rooftop and windowpane.
There were two empty seats
in the pew two rows back,
but the Lord is understanding
and He always forgives.
What a way
to spend a Sunday afternoon
[fresh from Sunday morning
dozens of whispers ago]
with nothing but
unparalleled desire
and a desperate hunger
to last the unforgettable hours
between dawn and eternity.
[[photo from here]]
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