Thursday, April 17, 2008

faith, confessed

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Something new and heartfelt.

faith, confessed

you asked me to confess love, and I did.
for you saw behind the facade where I had hid
the truth that rose higher than heaven, shy
to touch that which, as much as anything I
had ever encountered or imagined in this sphere,
I was hungry for. seeking to more than draw near,
but to penetrate all shells invoked to shield
you from all that I would offer, all that I now yield.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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