Sunday (love poem)

"Sunday, holy Sunday. / All day all things / outside us be hanged: / The Cat, The (White) Paper, The Invitation / To The Opening Of The Mouth / Of Sir or Madam Something, / The Sun. Forget your Monday speech / to save somebody else's arse. / Sunday we return to heaven,/ to the time before we / sinned, when we were unpunished / undressed.  Sunday I love U / like new, love only U / love & love U within / & without these sheets. / U forgive me / I forgive U Sunday. / All day we are divine / ruling again: Man, Woman / naked, present, perfect." + Artwork = self-portrait, 'Her' series © MagdaleneCarmen.com