Guilt I love you

My constant companion

The pillar of my thoughts

How I looked to you for comfort from my own judgement

Stuck in my throat never to reveal

Saving face in holy matrimony

Beloved guilt

Remembrance delivered and wandered at what could have been

Off the hook by personal standards of decorum

Walking myself off free from responsibilities to cry and come clean

Glorious guilt

Treasure of my heart how I honor you and all your teachings

Pointing me in a new direction

Far from resolve and close to exhale

Pin pricks in moments left heavy and grieving

A body of evidence to reminisce on today

Valuable guilt

A guide in the pocket



Dancing with spirit

Free to explore

In Jesus and Tara

Along all saints

How elegant you dance

On crescent moons soon to rise again on the background of your beautiful life

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