5MINUTES FREEWRITE. PROMPT: CINNAMON
THE TASTE OF WORSHIP
The cinnamon taste of your lips;
Your eyes; drinking me like the moon,
Like the sea, like an unrepentant drunk;
Your hands pattering over my skin
Like baby feet seeking mother after a nightmare.
Your voice; a song, a lullaby, a siren's call.
Oh love, the cinnamon taste of your lips.
Your tears: a prayer, a holy sacrifice;
My hands an altar, a shrine;
Burnt, blistered by your kiss.
My heart is broken thing,
A carcass that rots in the sun.
I worship, I venerate and seek salvation
Between the cinnamon taste of your lips;
Your hips, my soul can grasp;
A liquid gasp and the mass is complete.
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