There are so many ways to worship the divine
Though my absolute favourite is in an abandoned parking lot
With fogged up windows to hide our devotion within
A temple of our own construction, and as sacred as the sin between our lips
As your hands roam the curves of my body, the fire within us ignites
Ready to sacrifice any and all logical thoughts
The rituals begin soon after in a rush to take our clothes off and I am nothing more than a humble offering
So you can drink me in like the finest of nectar, suited only for the gods
And finally the festivals commence with a tangle of limbs and a fight to keep ones breathe
Hands still explore as the fire burns hotter and before I know it you take me to the home of the gods
You welcome my acts of piety and respond in ways that make me see stars
My screams echo louder as your pace only quickens
And as the fire consumes us both
You take great pleasure in hearing your name being sung from my lips like a prayer
Satisfied by my worship you have no doubt in knowing which god my devotion belongs to

Though she may be frolicking, in fields forever in bloom  
No longer the guiding hand you always used to follow
I can see how you may be left in shambles, with acceptance long to be withheld
Your late night questions now go unanswered, even when you call or scream for her
You cease to believe she’s with you, since she laid her head to rest
And you do not know how she can love you, when those heartfelt words can never be spoken
But please know this to be untrue
For every time the wind blows, she is sending warm embraces to soothe your aching heart
For every time that the songbirds sing, she is bringing you the answers that you seek
And for every time the flowers bloom, after the harsh caress of winter, she is showing you the strength that life possesses that no death can truly **** it
For a mother’s love is eternal, even if it’s rendered silent.

I love you with the fierceness and furocity of the ocean, and I would sooner drown in my own waves than fall out of love with you. Even if your sea legs grow tired of my rough waters and your soul yearn for the safe embrace only the greens of the earth can give