Afterwards

It was the salt of earth that gave way
The bitter morsels that couldn't hold me
And to that earth I went.
The holy mother was waiting, arms crossed
There were no heavenly gates,
Only Peter sitting on a milk crate
Crying for his heavenly father.

But You're Married.

The first time I saw you
In the sunlight your
Eyes an icy blue
More than I can remember
And your little blonde hairs
Glinted between your brows
As did that platinum reminder
That i wondered if it reminded
You of anything anymore.