The Original Sinner

I’m going to rest
My head, on your
Bony familiar
Lap, and hope you
Will stroke my hair.

Let me forget
For a time. 
All the sins I have
Caused, drop
The pain that I
Carry.

For nothing
I have done.
Compares even
A little, to the
Secrets in your
Eyes.

I have so much
To learn.

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