One of several poems written to the totem-muse known as Pink Jade in 2004, sometimes this poem is just listed as base sacraments. A common theme in the poet's work s the mingling of the erotic and the sacred.
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I am not God.
for God does not need
to taste
the sweat of your kisses
to remind him of
your nature
your dreams
your needs
your beauty.
God is above the stirring
in my loins
whenever you smile
and a small strand of hair
falls askew to remind me
of how you look
stretched out beneath me
at the center of
a heated joy.
And.
I would prefer to worship you
than be worshiped by you,
as I draw purpose from your pleasure.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.