Own Words

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He was here last night

making love to me

with his eyes closed

my name

in the end

a frantic prayer

on his lips

warning, begging,

asking, pleading

a voice deep inside him

a part that was

no longer man

raw open wounded cries

Gods own creature

inside me

makin me his own

owning each and every

gasp of air I took

slowly scenes changed

without pause

seamless

blending

of skin

sweat

soul

sex

air heavy

with our scents

hearts beating

simultaneously

anthemic even

heaven bleeding

from our very pores

so that in this death

I met God

my struggle for faith

came to an end

I found my religion

he and I in our truth

woman and man

and I slept deep

heavy in my dreams

his skin searing

near my own

quietly so that

even as we slept

we claimed each other

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