Thursday, February 16, 2017

My Licit Lover

My licit lover beckons with a wave, waves.
Like a happy hound she invites me closer. 
She laps my hands, caresses my shoulders, kisses my neck.
Her embrace soothes, energizes.
Drawing me inward she whispers,
"Stay with me and we will commune with God."
He rejoices over her like a young man,
His entrance gives pleasure.
They commune with God.