- Erotic Poetry
- Oh God—
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Oh but my faithful darling,
There are no gods here but
Me.
Tell me,
In whose church are you worshipping?
At whose altar are you praying?
If I commanded, would you drop to your
Knees, would you reach your
Hands to the heavens
—my heavens—
With my name on your
Lips?
Gods more wrathful than I would punish you for less so
Fear not when you take my name, when you take me,
In vain.
Hold me on your tongue.
Let me fill your mouth with the taste
Of me. Cry out for my mercy, for my grace;
Send me your prayers in whispers and gasps and moans.
And when the time comes
Pour your milk and your sweat and your blood
Over my altar and wash my feet in
Offering.
Thank me for my love in all its forms:
In the bruises on your neck
In the wetness of your lips
In the quivering of your thighs
In the weariness of your full and reverent heart.
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