Ma Cœur

To Reaper

You kneel in the pew
with my black opal rosary beads in your hands,
with ash from my funeral pyre
smeared on your forehead,
to find forgiveness.

I have been reborn
and I want you to fix the damage.
I wrap my arms around your shoulders.

I'm your rabbit forevermore
but I would be a sparrow
if you betray me again.

Do not start what
you cannot finish.
I forgive you ma cœur,
but this is your last chance.

A.N: Ma cœur is french for my heart. Somehow I'm full of forgiveness.