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4d
His eyes undressed me before his hands could
I stood there bare, naked
While his hands held me by my hairs
And lips touching mine

He said, “this is for everything we had,
I’ll never know someone like you again
But I promise to find you in another life
Where I actually falls in love with you”

Skin on skin, he was my angelic boy
Until I saw that letter, an invitation to my funeral
He was a god I always prayed on my knees
But this time he wanted me to say goodbye
This is Scene 9 of The Altar I Was Denied, a short story in form of poetry.
Written by
Messier Plath
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