My body is a prayer
Uttered, whispered
In deep moans of pleasure
With sighs of ecstasy
She is Holiest of Holies
Sacred temple space
Innermost chalice
Bearing crimson wine
My body is a prayer
Heart beating
In rhythm to All That Is
Pulse ripened
In her own unbecoming
Promised in the kiss of her lips
Cradled in the arms of her embrace
Nestled in the crevice of her legs
Infused in the amrita of her nectar
Voice of the Divine
Goddess in the flesh
Aphrodite glistening
Through lush feminine folds
My body is a prayer
Ever present lovemaking
To all breath of Life
Broken open, fully bared
By thrusts of Holy Love
With equal measure
She inhales
And exhales
Beauty of her Presence
My body is a prayer
Consumed in continual reverence
Caressed by the taste of Eros
Penetrated fully
By the heated flow of Grace
My body is a prayer
Offering herself
Again and again
To her Beloved
