How deep, will Sin throw a stone at this one?

Let me take a bath in your organism

Where your nakedness never knew the debt to pleasure was just a desire without oxygen

Needing the Spirit to give flesh life

Touching became a conversation, to be deeper then the inter course, could have sex

Where the exosphere of the eyes are just a love seat

Feeling that exercise exhaling, is just an existence for desire, to speak romance

Where been on top, is just environment

To tell secrets who is afraid of heights

Lust

Your sound can`t spell deep because there know ministry to being married

When the bed is a baptism, how good are you, to teach that thought not lie for a feeling

Being romantic carries a burden

Can you compassion her sleep, to have dinner with your dream

Where love is too deep, for death to have communion in his redemption

I reign with Love for his anointing

 To tell her soul I’m pleasurable to be his Presence

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper

Reviews

[Cosmic kid]

This is amazing, I love the emotion you portray through this poem.