Sad Prayers for Guilty Bodies

They stored their passion in the creases, in the corners of their mouths.
Every angle of light from the open window washed their aged faces out.
"Should we feel guilty?" they said, "should we feel guilty for this sin?
Lord, did we kill a man and woman, just to lie here skin to skin?"
"I wasn't happy, I wasn't happy where I was.
Oh, what is life without a purpose? What is purpose without love?
I pray my children will forgive me, though I bade the river flood."
I have washed my hands a thousand times, but still can see the blood."
I still can see the blood.
"Oh great mercy, I am here to beg forgiveness for this mess.
I know I tore two worlds apart, but I can't change the way I felt.
Love swept in like a storm and ripped the hinges from the doors.
Love poured in like a flood, I couldn't stop it anymore.
I will not be, no I will not be drowned.
She said, "Lover come and hold me, I am terribly afraid.
While you're shouting at the stars, my scars are not fading away."
He said, "Darling, I was begging heaven make them disappear,
But see, I didn't get an answer or at least one I could hear.
Now I am thinking of the past and how we both said vows and lied.
And I am wondering how we trust ourselves to say a second time
(to say a second time):
'To have and to hold,
From this day and onward,
For better or for worse,
For richer or poorer,
In sickness and in health,
To love and to cherish,
'Til death do us part?
'Til death do us part?'"