Here I am
Lying with you,
Prostrate on a gilded altar
In a sanctuary of silence.
Two prophets,
And we're getting drunk
Off of sacramental wine
When I have an awakening,
A nirvana,
An epiphany.
And our lips meet and spill with prayer,
Arcane chants carried on our mingled breaths.
And our hearts beat together…
Holy, Holy, Holy…
And I fall into your arms.
We bless the wind,
The trees,
The earth,
And the emotions, the creations
Rushing between us.
And I wonder if this is what God is
As the sun dawns on Heaven.
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