Priceless Memories

She stood on borrowed time, swaying to the beat of an unheard tune. Honey trickles down what’s left of the week. We made love on a weathered trail near the creek, swooshing over dense rocks. The willow trees hid our nakedness from passersby and hopefully from God. Another sin for which I couldn’t pay. Another debt hangs in the balance.

(© 2022 AC)

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