© 2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre

My palms
across the expanse
of your back
so broad,
so smooth

i deliver
my whispered
gratitude
of You
into the small
of your neck,

these lips
reciting
long forgotten
prayers
of praise
into your mouth
before we kiss

each incantation
bringing
your love
closer,

i
kneel
before your alter,
feeling intrepid fingers
guide
me to your
glistening entrance

i sup,
tenderly drinking
in your divine
nectar

You moan,
your breath
catching
from the verses
coming from my tongue

i
am
forever
your
devotee…