https://padlet.com/rosalbadroulias/lovpt3kcc0upqfm3 en-us 2020-06-28 18:44:42 UTC 2024-11-13 07:47:00 UTC hello@padlet.com rosalbadroulias https://padlet.com/rosalbadroulias/lovpt3kcc0upqfm3/wish/659300040 She protects to sleep the Death of Innocence
But Saint Cecilia looks down from her bower of atonement
Covered by an iron mesh, the sleep of death
Resolves to encumber no one
She reminds me of the twinkling blue
that first brought me home to You

But she protects to sleep the Death of Innocence
What lies beneath is sly and thick with the grit of priestly bliss
But I will have no more of it
To bite with impunity is all I can dare
When her soft and supple soul
Calls me to its deathly lair

And even as she saved my tepid will from drowning
I will have no more of it
Give me the atonement of Saint Cecilia
As I watch from the gilded sky below
The overthrow of the Saint
Ensconced in her stony bower
Imprisoned by those who wish to be set free...]]> 2020-07-21 15:06:36 UTC https://padlet.com/rosalbadroulias/lovpt3kcc0upqfm3/wish/659300040 rosalbadroulias https://padlet.com/rosalbadroulias/lovpt3kcc0upqfm3/wish/659525292 2020-07-21 20:28:32 UTC https://padlet.com/rosalbadroulias/lovpt3kcc0upqfm3/wish/659525292