to have accepte…

to have accepted it, aye-

there is no shame in the hairs around your face,
and my gaze, like a pinprick of dawn
will not capture such return

i am a sweat-drop on the breast of God,
and in my solitude, my solace,
the agony of one
unknowing i am the twisted seal
upon her straightened back

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