You were cradled, I remember, in my arms,
Refraining from truth, we love each other,
Perhaps tho, such a witness as
the night's sky, face downward
blue palor, forcing, admission was a sin,
An exhibitionism of the new bared soul,
Felt and expressed, on virgin first page
of this new life novella
The final realized affection of now,
I grieve for the apprehension and
pained stupidity of the day, not
not far passed
O! forgiveness amongst the ten
do not do's god gave making the
11th. Yet, alas, I ramble, for the one
final point of my soul's beat
point babbling: forgiveness please; I LOVE
YOU.