Prose Challenge of the Week #19: In no more than 50 words, write about guilt. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
Guilt Not Traveled
I spread my guilt like butter on your toast
melting into golden squares of passion
against my skin in little liquid sips of ardor
rich canvas of fractured colors stroking silk.
Guilt dissipates as I inhale your soul
lingering remorse drips off my back.