A Prayer For A Saintly Sinner

feet stumbled across
tumbled stone
where whispers of
ancient slippers
meet modern feet.
one stocking—
torn,
hands cradle
my hips and
i am rocked
in rhythm
with the cadence
of ghost murmurs
and plaintive
pleas and the
constant click,
of rosary beads.
my open mouth,
bathed in
green,
blue,
red,
sucking in stained
glass hues,
a sinner sanctified
while you enter me
like a prayer.

~~~

Juliette van der Molen is a writer and poet living in the Greater NYC area. She writes completely unladylike erotica and other sundry things. She is a recipient of the Zathom Microfiction Award (third place, April 2018). Her work has appeared previously in Horny Poetry Review, Memoir Mixtapes, Lit Up, P.S. I Love You, My Erotica, The Junction and is forthcoming in Rose Quartz Journal. You can find more of her writing at Medium and connect with her on Twitter @j_vandermolen. Her debut chapbook, Death Library: The Exquisite Corpse Collection, is scheduled to be released in 2018 by Moonchild Magazine.
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