Interpreting experiences

A poem about perceptions related to love

Sack Cloth and Sin
Sack Cloth and Gin,
Weeping and wailing
And shouting,
“Sin! Sin!”

I knew you’d bale.
Too much delight,
Too much love,
Too much for you to handle
The way you felt.
The passion
And desire
We both felt.

The difference is
That you choose
To see our loving
As
Sin
While
I
Choose
To
See
It
As
A
Gift
From
God
To
You
And
Me,
To
Us.
And choose to wrap
My trash in Sack Cloth
And drink
The Gin.