Your words fill the pages of my holy book.
I soak them in with blessed praise.
I will take communion from the longing in your eyes,
Nourish and rejoice in my abundance of you.
Enter your heart and treat it as my temple.
Respect with silence the miracles you bring me.
Baptized in your showering adoration.
Washed clean of my heart’s past torments.
I will present you the sacrifice of unbridled passion
And with abandon, trust in your embrace.
Hymns are your breaths between kisses
And these sheets, the alter for our love.
We will rest together until our last days,
In commemoration of the religion we have made.
© AlyssaStarnes
Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 2:46 AM UTC
Your words fill the pages of my holy book.
I soak them in with blessed praise.
I will take communion from the longing in your eyes,
Nourish and rejoice in my abundance of you.
Enter your heart and treat it as my temple.
Respect with silence the miracles you bring me.
Baptized in your showering adoration.
Washed clean of my heart’s past torments.
I will present you the sacrifice of unbridled passion
And with abandon, trust in your embrace.
Hymns are your breaths between kisses
And these sheets, the alter for our love.
We will rest together until our last days,
In commemoration of the religion we have made.
© AlyssaStarnes
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