Untitled Poem

Sacred space, my sacred place.

Sacred love, my saving grace.

The beat of your heart, against my ear,

used to be where I felt safe.

Sacred space, my sacred place.

Sacred love, my saving grace.

Sorrow rises like a flood.

let it drown in lust and love.

 Written by Gennyfer Hanvey in response to this writing prompt. http://wifeofbath.net/?p=349

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