WORSHIP
she is a song
a temple of glass
an ageless sky
she's felt loss
in stars that fell
but oh-
such a sweet, sweet fall
to my knees
i pray before her
nothing but a broken man
a crown less king
who's naked
raw in spirit
but oh-
such a euphoric entrapment
her lips on my
torn wings
on my black heart
she breathes in my
darkness
and exhales her
light
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