Thursday, October 29, 2009

The Devotee

You must know I’m surrendering myself to
whatever may be,
Simply because I want to feel
the flower that is my heart bloom under your attentive gaze,
Find comfort in the warmth of your body entangled in mine,
Relish the bruise on my lips from your eager kisses.
I try to defend myself
Your words silken ribbons binding your heart to mine.
You want me naked and trembling before you,
Your love a lion licking its lips,
Threatening to devour me whole.
I the devotee
Meditating on delicious thoughts of a you and me.

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