The Altar of the Flesh

The Altar of the Flesh

A Poem by CoffeeInfused

Do you kneel down to worship
At the altar of the flesh,
With your head betwixt her legs
And hand upon her breast?

Do you tithe and sacrament
In sweat and bone and blood
To annoint with sacred oils
The staff of holy wood?

Sensually sermon
Through parted, gasping lips
As the spirit moves within you
With rolling, thrusting hips

As the carnal choir
Cries out in ecstacy
Do you call his name above
And find your sweet release?

© 2015 CoffeeInfused


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Added on March 25, 2015
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CoffeeInfused
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Bit of a jack of all trades, I dabble in music, poetry, building random things... A lot of stuff heh. Trying to get back into writing more often, looking to get a little feedback to better develop my .. more..

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