little darlings
the prose in my heart
I've seen Angels gather
surprised to see
their reflection in your eyes
to feel themselves beneath
your polished surface
we believed we harbored
no more secrets
and then
you tell your
story of God.
Who knew you didn't know....
I would have
introduced you two
much earlier in the game....
what if I'd died last August?
You would have run
to Him or from Him.
Next time, I won't wait.
the prose in my heart
I've seen Angels gather
surprised to see
their reflection in your eyes
to feel themselves beneath
your polished surface
we believed we harbored
no more secrets
and then
you tell your
story of God.
Who knew you didn't know....
I would have
introduced you two
much earlier in the game....
what if I'd died last August?
You would have run
to Him or from Him.
Next time, I won't wait.
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