sacrifice
Writing
on the top of the cathedral
By Anna Schmeeras the clock strikes the bell tolls
clang
clang
clang
the steeple has never looked as high as it does
when you are standing on the tip
looking down at the cobblestones
there is no room in the temple
for the sinner
who does not repent
the
clang
clang
Song of Ice and Fire
By Lauren McGrathStare into these eyes of flame
Warm embrace of blazing love
Wild animal you cannot tame
Feral beauty of gentle dove
Gaze into these eyes of fire
Scorching heat of kindled lust
Burning secret of past desire