The embrace of forbidden wishes,
trust given to the heat of the moment,
I kneel before what I cannot stop.
These crosses traced upon my body,
whispering scriptures into the skin,
temple halls echo breathless sighs,
a sliver of light upon the altar,
our souls—sacred, in sacrifice.
Devoted reach in offering,
my burning pulse bears fruit,
a delicate tilt—quietly yielding.
Helpless, unbidden,
I turn beneath your breath,
into the depths of unspoken prayers.
Enter my soul—
reach for the seabed of my mind.
A dance in the Sea of Flames.