Love Poem: Seraphim
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Written by: Rachel Mooney

Seraphim

Bygone was a time I looked so apathetic, I saw that you had no face.
Reckoning for my past trespass comes now in listless waves.
You are the highest of the high and I could surmise why
your seraph face now haunts me.
 
To this day, fleeting eyes avert from your golden throne.
Yet, your hexadic power over me I have cemented on my own.
Only  fervent stolen glances bestow your holy, holy, holy glow
as your seraph face now haunts me.
 
Worshipping constantly what could have been I, 
Could you not atone my sins with ease by your siren cry?
Facing toward your mecca, perfectly obedient, ardent, and devout 
as your seraph face now haunts me.
 
Feathers rib out in a sunburst of ivory afore I did not see.
I sleep to dream, yet even there seraphim will not let me be.
Apathetic no longer, sainted cherub, I curse my past stoicism
as your seraph face now haunts me.