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(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

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Impiously Irreverent And Profane

The one affair people are reluctant to have,
And it is always there and available.
In fact, as long as I can remember,
The doing of it has never been questioned.
Not by me, I am too willing of a participant.
And over and over again I have noticed,
The benefits are tremendous and generous as well.

When I decided to have my affair with The Creator,
To have publicly announced...
That He 'alone' is my main and only real lover,
People were appalled; upset, angered and astonished!
As if I had done something 'blasphemous'. Atrocious!
Impiously irreverent and profane.

And to know this is the only affair,
I have grown to care about...
Many who profess to have a love for God,
I have witnessed to be the biggest hypocrites.
They can not deceive, lie or cheat quick enough.
As if The Creator is not aware who is 'there',
With a sharing of themselves done faithfully.

If anything and with admitted blemishes, flaws and all...
I know my loyalty and devotion.
Although tested to give me fits to ball my fists at times,
Never have I waivered since I've given it.
I can't even 'think' of straying or being teased,
To ease my 'affair' off track...
Without some initial feeling of guilt.
That's how deep it is between us.

'Say it again.'

I love YOU.

'And again.'

I love YOU.

'One more time for the road.
And the obstacles.'

What 'road'?
Obstacles?

'The one that comes for you ahead.
But never mind that right 'now',
Just say it.'

I love YOU.

Submitted: Sunday, March 24, 2013


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