Once committed,
Sins
Are our bedfellows
Marrying us
Forever
You can not deny them
Without offending them
Sensitive passive aggressive lovers
Hogging blankets
Leaving you cold
Naked
Threatening to tell the world
Who we are.

Sins are needy
Not to be forgotten
Vying to define us
They seek acceptance
Righteous humbling fingers
Pointing back
At ourselves
Accept them
For they are yours
Counted amongst the few things
We can honestly say
We own.

Austerberto R. Palis, Jr.
March 4, 2008; 02:59am

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