On Religion, Love, & Other Things That Don’t Make Sense

I’ve come bearing gifts.

Wine in one hand,

My soul in the other,

I’ve come to offer myself up to you.

I’ve bathed in holy waters,

Anointed my head with oil.

I’ve scraped and scrubbed every

Unclean part of my body so that I am

Fully at your dominion.

I’ve dressed myself in the purest silk,

Been sprayed with the sweetest perfume

So that I am worthy

Of your touch.

I am at your mercy.

Your will.

I am at your fullest disposal,

Begging to get just a taste of your love.

Artwork: @lucymfoster