a worship of want...

illustration by Kay Nielsen ©

this forest winters inside a body's electric holy of holies 

I sought to hold her hand

it was my plan

to temple brush

and canvas show

attraction and allure

slow tracing assured

my fingers crawled

hall to altar

surrendered to alter 

I bare need

for pure desire

the fares to here

bleed seed knees

breadcrumbs, stones

and weaves

my palms and nails

finish quite dirty

and stain sainted

with my covets

and pieces

of how she 

houses my divinity

EJR ©