my god

you make me
religious

between these sheets
i come up
with the names of saints
i never knew
and icons
i never
believed in

i was a skeptic
an atheist
in love

but you
you
cleanse my past with kisses
and sanctify my skin
as hallowed ground
leaving behind
a trail of worship

the wall
near my bed
shows traces
of what i've come
to consider
a miracle

you
are my dark skinned angel
come to claim
what has been offered you

i
am an alter
i give you
what i have
battered pieces of what was once

i display my heart
as yours
for the taking

one
sweet
sinful
kiss

and i know
my sacrifice
has been accepted

and i
i
have been saved