Reliquary

I live between the beats

In arteries of silence

The locked chambers

Hold in trust my love

I have prayed for

My veil of ignorance to be lifted

Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani

Leaving me a living crucible

To accept your sacred gift

To save me

Your chalice is my holy grail

An eternity on the waiting list

To be one of eight owners

Gifted life by your fate

They say surgery went well

Yet I feel unwell

Like those who loved you

I have come to know

Charon's hell

The soul price

You paid the ferryman

Now I hold the repair bill

One I can never repay

I have become

A living reliquary

Of you

I live between the beats

In arteries of silence

The chambers exposed

I hold in trust your love

There in the silence

I listen to this shared heart

Living to hear you say

I am glad

You have become

A living reliquary

Of me

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