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Man of the Tainted Cloth
See me here See me there My child I’m with you everywhere Touching you gently while you’re asleep With a kiss to make your sweet lips weep You are so young You are so pure Still very soon you’ll be much more As I take you in your father’s arms Recounting scriptures of the psalms For my calling child I did receive With all my heart I do believe That to bless each child I do God’s will I’m a holy man you’ll be pure still So rest my child and let me in Let me spread God’s seed so deep within Rejoice If you enjoyed this poem and would like to read more of my work I currently have two books available that can be obtained through the links below. Velvet Death – The Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/177683 Velvet Paradox – The 2nd Dark Poetry Anthology http://www.lulu.com/content/254973
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