Atonement

I'm sorry god
Or i wish i could be
To counterbalance this consistent
Blasphemy
She told me a story
Early in the mooring
Of what was for me
A late evening

She whispered a piece of the music
That i could feel
Beating and pounding in her chest

It flowed free from skin
It flew in through my mouth
It slipped in through my ears
And i bled the tears
Which i knew to be a rain
That same rain
That feeds and breeds
The souls of people like we

Forgive my trespasses
And forgive this movement
Of a star into my soul
I hope you don't mind