if the gods were real
they would've given her
ten thousand arms to
uplift and empower
the poor and oppressed
twenty thousand hands
to hold her lovers close
and trace the tattoos
on their wrists with
a hundred thousand
fingertips at once
as gentle and exhilarating as
a million year long trip
through the boundless cosmos
compassion as timeless
and infinite as a blissful
kiss exchanged between two
best friends entwined on a rooftop
while distant stars kept watch
any deity masquerading beneath
the pretense of benevolence could
stand to emulate Alexis