Worship

Because many times love and sex are spiritual experiences as well as physical

Lay me down, stretched eagle in crucifixion.
Strap me down, make me wait.
Form the sign of the cross on my body with your lips.
Desire rises off of me like incense.
Drench me in your juice, sanctifying me like holy water
Make me yell your praises scream your name like a prayer.
Make me moan, sing like Heaven's choir.
Your fingers lancing me like the spear the soldiers used.
I come, offering worship in sounds of ecstacy.
Words of a foreign tongue.