Finding Religion

Finding religion inside a moan
When an ache crawls
Across that space
Where leg meets inner bliss

Niagara Falls in my head
And all around me churning
Pull me under, suffocate my hips
Pull me under, crush my swollen lips

Above me in the stars
Your eyes shut in heaven
Listening to a bass boom
And a saxophone sing

Eyebrow, lip, chin, ankle
On thigh and over calf
A welcome snare,
A welcome stare full of
Soul filled windows

Crush me, pull me under

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