The Blanket of Shame

All at once I saw he loved me

As the phrase goes, ‘to the moon’

I could feel his favour flood me

He was with me in the room

For his presence was like honey

As he leant over and hugged me

A cloud of trauma-fuelled gloom went up in flames

As he whispered to me softly

With his hands, he just rolled off me …..

The blanket of shame!

I suppose because it’s Easter

(or let’s say it’s coming soon!)

All my thoughts begin converging

On the swept and empty tomb

But forgetting chocolate bunnies

Greys are blue and skies are sunny

And I wept because I’d never be the same

As he whispered to me softly

With his hands, he just rolled off me …..

The blanket of shame!

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