His spit tastes like salvation
I finally discovered the power one finds in a **** good kiss
Body hanging above mine, suspended on arms into which I collapse
Skin cells meet in a chemical reaction that explodes,
Leaving me breathless and gasping
Chest heaving, rising
Christ rose three days later, but the sweat that fell from his brow as he hung on the cross never stung my eyes like His does

I swear He speaks in parables like you, Lord
He even baptized me in His holy water.
I lace my fingers between His and whisper prayers every night,
But He never hears them.
His love pours out on me as if the Great Flood were upon us once more,
And we sneak behind the confession booth to ****.

I say ten Hail Marys as I'm down on my knees.
The Bible tells us love is the greatest of all.
I offer Him my body, like Christ did.
He knocks and my door flies open.
He seeks me out and I am found.
He asks me to give him my all and he receives me.
And in this joining heaven is found.