A Prayer

by Melissa McGeary

“… & I wonder what tempest simmers in your ribcage
what passions I could unleash…”

I like your quiet way - silent, contemplative
like the night sky lazily dripping stars into a calm sea.

& I wonder what tempest simmers in your ribcage
what passions I could unleash
like a murder of crows bursting into a fiery dawn.

Let me feel your words on my skin
How your mouth forms around my name like a prayer,
the way your accent colors the vowels in shades of worship,

Oh quiet man, I cherish every syllable like a holy relic.

Melissa McGeary is a librarian from NJ.

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