" Temple of god I turn to you,
for there are a few blessings that are far overdue.
Please mail to this address
your payments of love and acceptance."


I'm through into,
eyes as blue,
as the sky deep as the ocean
my soul I find within them.
skin as dark as dust
covering my spirits rust.
His kiss upon my lips
releases all of my desired bliss.
I'm the flower blossoming within his hands
as he holds all that I am.
Holding me sacred
protected by his every kiss.
With passion so deep it cores ashore
against every wall to my very core.
a forgiving touch making my emptiness numb
so much love, my shell is gone.


"Dear god, like the clouds within them I feel as if I've slipped
and I'm highly convinced I've felt heavens very grip
from his lips."

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