Sunday dress lay crumpled
on the floor
fresh -
her half naked
fifteen year old body smouldered
with untapped passions
swamped with images
of Hellfire and Satan
she felt her body stir
Priest or God
she was unsure
who has most power
but his words … touched deep
Father O’Brian’s face
formed behind closed eyes
Billy, Tom, her mind
flooded by faces,
mouths and eyes
she tingled and touched herself
mewed and sighed
unsure what to do,
but …
enjoyed the sensation
she was called to lunch
and
back to reality

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