Confess

it sits
quietly waiting
impatiently tantalizing
somberly still
upon the edge of red
behind white pearled walls
rooted into the soul
outside many willing
gossips pry
priests and patrons
pass slowly by
entreating with wiles
whim and merry
but alas
even under such
longing and lusted stress
this secret
will simmer
where it is

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