I wish you could pour
your faith into a bottle
and it give it to me sealed
with a cork and wax.

It would taste of black cherries
hints of liquorice root and an
aftertaste of birch beer.

In my darkest, coldest moments
I would uncork the bottle and
bring it to my lips so that I
could savour the sweet concoction
of knowing that I may not
believe in myself at that moment…

someone, somewhere, has enough faith
for us both to share.

BB

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