Head bowed, you kneel before me,
I am your church, your priest, your religion.

…this is my body which shall be given up for you…

Solemn, you raise your eyes, part your lips,
receive this communion.
Your tongue tracing a silent prayer on my skin, 
immortality lies within my pulse, 
within your hand, 
within our reach.

…take this, my blood…

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“This won’t work, I’ve tried”
Stroking my cheek, she says:
“Don’t worry, I was much smaller back then and they crushed mine fine as sand …  I can fix this!”
She closes her eyes and, as time swirls slow like honey, I comprehend her perfection, a child hurt and lost, now grown deeper and stronger than the oceans she once knew.
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I changed my mind ...


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