pink jade/base sacraments



I am not God.

for God does not need
to taste
the sweat of your kisses
to remind him of
your nature
your dreams
your needs
your beauty.
God is above the stirring
in my loins
whenever you smile
and a small stand of hair
falls askew to remind me
of how you look
stretched out beneath me
at the center of
a heated joy.

And.

I would prefer to worship you
than be worshipped by you,
as I draw purpose from your pleasure.


copyright William F. DeVault (wfdv). for Jade. used by permission.<