your lips, a whisper of crime<\/p>\n
buzzing against my cheek<\/p>\n
and the trees blazed<\/p>\n
in someone\u2019s holy grace<\/p>\n
not yours, I wouldn\u2019t hear your voice<\/p>\n
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and you wouldn\u2019t hear mine, voice<\/p>\n
that would only split<\/p>\n
your eardrums, then silent grace<\/p>\n
as I closed your eyes\u2014crime<\/p>\n
when your anger blazed<\/p>\n
and your slapped my cheek<\/p>\n
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first one and I turned the other cheek<\/p>\n
to you time and again, my voice<\/p>\n
was lost. Oh how the sun blazed<\/p>\n
behind the night. The star split<\/p>\n
night that hid your crimes<\/p>\n
and mine. How did grace<\/p>\n
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come to lead us? Grace<\/p>\n
that is not faith. For I both cheeks<\/p>\n
bruised and speaking your crime<\/p>\n
as loud as any voice<\/p>\n
I might ever raise. Lips split<\/p>\n
by your anger blazing<\/p>\n
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there in the night. Of stars blazing<\/p>\n
out, spelling out the grace<\/p>\n
at a child\u2019s beside, parents split<\/p>\n
and tears running down the moon\u2019s cheeks<\/p>\n
and the silent O of the moon\u2019s voice<\/p>\n
oh child, how did a mother\u2019s crime<\/p>\n
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Kelley White<\/p>\n
stars split, page 2, begin new stanza<\/p>\n
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punish a child, a father\u2019s crime<\/p>\n
stun children\u2019s worlds into blazing<\/p>\n
light and anger. A child\u2019s voice<\/p>\n
into silence. Oh grace,<\/p>\n
teach me to sing. To turn cheek<\/p>\n
towards compassion, to split<\/p>\n
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the differences in our voices, no crime<\/p>\n
to split up, we can blaze new lives,<\/p>\n
red cheeked shameless, in grace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kelley White your lips, a whisper of crime buzzing against my cheek and the trees blazed in someone\u2019s holy grace not yours, I wouldn\u2019t hear your voice and you wouldn\u2019t hear mine, voice that would only split your eardrums, then silent grace as I closed your eyes\u2014crime when your anger blazed and your slapped… <\/p>\n