In an early numinous, you broke the clouds,
Each word a path in a memory she shrouds,
Beads in you, a rosary I worship an into you
Your presence on a vine, god dripped a dew
Your spirit, power permeating force in place
An idea holy, sacred, feel the lines your face,
Mysterium tremendum et fascinans a beauty
Delicate, moves a world your temple in a sea
A quiet shiver of meaning lost soft in her kiss
In a simple calm, barefoot, all our days amiss,
The light beyond a window something inside
Gentle in a whisper wind curves veils unhide
Lust me in the morning burns away the night
Strips away thrumming two breaths in a light
I feel like I've already known you, stretch out,
Trembles in the wary Oceans Mountains tout.
Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 10:49 AM UTC
In an early numinous, you broke the clouds,
Each word a path in a memory she shrouds,
Beads in you, a rosary I worship an into you
Your presence on a vine, god dripped a dew
Your spirit, power permeating force in place
An idea holy, sacred, feel the lines your face,
Mysterium tremendum et fascinans a beauty
Delicate, moves a world your temple in a sea
A quiet shiver of meaning lost soft in her kiss
In a simple calm, barefoot, all our days amiss,
The light beyond a window something inside
Gentle in a whisper wind curves veils unhide
Lust me in the morning burns away the night
Strips away thrumming two breaths in a light
I feel like I've already known you, stretch out,
Trembles in the wary Oceans Mountains tout.
I have always felt in the holy blasphemy of a sacred rite that you have a place beyond me, a face to savor, a world to bite, and as the wine feels like bread and slowly spreads between ... lingers in the moment my dark god a queen.
Request permission to use this poem