honest lines draw across her skin
but he can’t see with blood in his mouth
transmission continues
I read your code
pegged loosely
whipping in the breeze
making sin out of nothing
he stared at her from the cross
remain pure
she turned around and tapped her red heels three times
I don’t belong
I lost the virtuous thought I had a moment ago, I don’t have what it takes….
remain uninvolved then
he pointed his pointy finger
be clean
this glass is transparent, look through that, no good can come from the rose one
the rosey is pretentious
neither safe nor guiltless
beware of stains
stand tall
be upright he said shaking his bleeding head…
your hole has been pricked hasn’t it
no longer above suspicion
your female oozes from you
chastity was never your middle name
this is a CRIME
it is done
generations back by old men in sheets
and still you try so hard to live an exemplary life against ALL oddities
faultless free immaculate impeccable
you
he ate her with his eyes
resting floating bobbing in her own
……yes your pristine eyes, they fooled me
he stepped down one foot bearing 6 inch nail
I love your righteous gaze it spreads across my skin like wilderness
sinless exploration starts here
spotless fingertips prying into raw spaces following the light
to unblemished hopefulness
to incorruptible beginnings
to innoffensive life
that’s what you saw
that’s what he wanted
the truth
the unsullied
unimpeachable
tiny shine of untainted star
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Silver Poetry 
A very powerful and thought provoking poem and verse.
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i am pleased that you can feel the power
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