PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Love Begins
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Thaw
Your sunlight melts my deep winter darkness, darling.
Eager bulbs, encouraged by your golden rays, push through the sodden soil, fighting against the lingering cold.
Yawning petals and shivering leaves, reaching out to be embraced in your warmth.
Your light renews this earth, darling, so that life can flourish again.
In the Twilight
Crisp grass underfoot and sweet air drifting through rustled trees. And in the twilight, the sun dances with the moon.
Gentle steps on cautious tip-toe, hushed whispers and feather-light kisses placed on blushed cheeks.
Soft skin smelling of spiced wood and earth. Tender embraces and sharing promises of endless tomorrows together.
Holy
My lips worship, Speaking prayer into action.
Cries like choir, Sharing sacred hymn.
Whispered homily, Praising your glory.
With a love so holy, And communed in perfect sin.
Worship
Collect your rosary and book, sit down on the pew. Forget about stations of the cross, when I have stations of you.
Light the candles at our altar, no need to confess your sins. a moment of quiet contemplation, before our prayer begins.
In your gentle whispers, the sacred hymn rings through. Let me take your sacrament, darling, I yearn to commune with you.
I feel the holy blessing, in the rhythm of our motion, hear in the panting sighs, the promise of my devotion.
Moving together in soulful worship, melding together, spirits ablaze. Gasping, I cry to the heavens, overcome by your deific ways.
On soft sheets, we lie, basking in the heavenly glow — my adoration and love for you, is the clearest truth I know.
My light, let us pray together, honour each other at our shrine. My love is everlasting, I am yours, and you are mine.
More
She consumes me. Fiery and harsh — blistering. Wicked and uncaring of my thoughts.
My expectations of who I should be, dashed against the rocks — shattering into fragments. Then comes the healing.
Rebirthed to softness. Yearning for growth. Wanting to be more.
More for Him.
He is the light
He is the light, radiating off of each petal. He blooms — a verdant garden.
His voice — filled with buoyant, sparkling laughter. His face — a glowing, roguish smile. His eyes — gazing and gold-flecked.
He is joy. He is warmth. He is comfort.
He is the light.
Sunlight on Green Bedsheets
Sun prickles naked skin. Finding what had been yearned. Intertwined. Hungry.
On green bedsheets — together.