• nich_rae 6w

    Monotheism

    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.
    ©nich_rae