Wounded Man

Wounded man, wounded man,

Allow me to explore your scars.

To dip my feet in the laceration of your heart,

To be the traveler of you.

 

Wounded man, wounded man,

Allow me to explore your scars.

To venture through the tales of war waged between gods.

 

Wounded man, wounded man,

Allow me to explore your scars.

To emerge with flesh dripping from the blood of you;

Then to paint the sins of an injured man onto the canvas of my heart.

 

Wounded man, wounded man of mine.

 

—O. D. M

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