Burning Pain

A fire burns me down
I am the Notre Dame
My structure falls apart
My tower collapses
Brutal, burning pain
rages through my temple
There is nothing left to do now
but to pray

But see, my altar of love
is still standing
My holy grail for you is saved
And if everything inside me is ashes,
rebuild me with your hands
let your love be my foundation
from which I can rise again

©RoseGirl2019

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