Time to  come clean with you
While I didn’t put ink to paper
I used a laptop instead
freshening up an ancient sin
but black-letter sin it is
I hope you forgive me
It was about her
spontaneous like her love
My sins are many
which you know
though I never appealed to you
for those
Just this
Ink to paper
light on laptop
like skin
without which I bleed
like air
without which I gasp
No excuse I know
But it was about her
Can’t that merit forgiveness
this once

and then again