He meditated on the mysteries of her soul
He confessed his sins,
The kisses he once stole,
Written, with his tongue, on her skin.
His devotion made a deity out of her
His feverish whispers of her name
Were virtuous, erotic prayers
That can put the angels to shame.
Slowly, she became his place of worship;
Her body molded and carved into an altar.
He would genuflect before her hips,
A devout man whose faith refused to falter.