'Forgive me, Father.' My mind echoes while I run to where my heart is tied. 'Forgive me, for I am not daunted of mine own mortality. Forgive me when through her kisses is the way I speak sacraments without having to bite mine tongue and through twisted linen sheets, tangled limbs, and wet whispering mouths is where I hath found mine salvation without the fear of being damned. We didst all things thou declared abominable. But as I already foretold, dauntless I am of mine own mortality. For if sin is what we are and impiety is the path I must take to be with her, then I shall never repent. No matter what flame awaits ahead, I wouldst fain dost it once more. For her, I shall dost it all again. ~ cover art by: nicaaa_sju (instagram) danxxx.sju (twitter) danxxx_sju (tiktok)