Wash the city
from an ancient face.
Unveil the skin,
the state of grace.
Keep Veronica's
blood-stained lace.
Hold a miracle
in heaven's place.
Taste the sinner's
holy embrace.
Wash the city
from an ancient face.
(Read my short story The Memory Girl published by Litro magazine, an international literary publication, at litro.co.uk, click on Stories.)
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