Brooch by Rene Bouvet France, 1902
Forgive me father for I have sinned,
I have loved a woman more desperately than I have loved God.
I have looked to a woman more reverently than I have the sky. There, in the sulk of her bottom lip, I find myself talking about a heaven that only exists when she is looking at me,
father she has not been forged between the dip of my teeth, she is not my rib, or my left side, she is my entire stomach, she is my spine.
I have been searching for prayer, father but I have found that I can only say her name
Dear God, let me have her
Dear God, let her rest with me
Dear God, let the sky turn red from how we burn
The plum tree in our back garden has withered because I have not seen the sun for five days.
I have been worshipping at the cradle of her hips
father, she has cleansed me with those hands and those eyes,
I do not know how to turn unless it is towards her,
I do not know where to go except in her direction.
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SOMEONE ASKED FOR A REN COLLAGE. I DON’T THINK THIS IS WHAT THEY MEANT BUT WHAT THE HELL
I actually made all the transparent sticker things myself this time because I just had to want really specific ones so yeah if anyone wants any of these transparents things as separate files don’t hesitate to shoot me a message and I’ll be more than happy to make them
ANY REQUESTS FOR MORE CHARACTERS? I’M ON A ROLL HERE