God has a plan for you, you’d say.
Then why hasn’t he brought you back to me?
If he’s as good as you say,
why don’t you let me dry your eyes?
If God’s merciful, why don’t you see me the way I do?
God told me to tell you to meet me at the creek
with those tight jeans and that khaki halter top
and to kiss beneath the maple tree for all to see.
God is forgiving; why don’t you forgive me, too?
Unless, of course, you want to disappoint God.
Our lips met; God answered my prayer.

(© 2022 AC)

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