WORSHIPED

Kneeling enraptured

he prays to his god,

Collecting his spoils

he worships the rod,

For this one he knows

and is real for a time -

 

He worships my cock

with prayers so sublime...

 

And he's been inside

the temple of me,

He's fucked me so hard

and he's fucked me so deep,

And he's plumbed my depths

and explored my terrain -

 

I'm a fan of his work

and I'm so glad he came...

 

For the supplicant savior:

my equal in lust,

Brother confessor

is god I can trust,

For truths that he tells

are a gospel of bliss -

 

Our bodies are joined,

Our blood & our loins,

Sealed with a sacrament:

Healed with a kiss.

Written By Jason Wright

JUNE 19, 2006

For Jeremy

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