my love
we are carried
upon the backs of beasts
to a sacred temple
upon a mountain
and the alter has been polished
it awaits our ceremony
our union
my love
there is no edifice that truly matters
matter matters not
but upon this earth we are
and so we must perform our duties
my love
I am devoted to you in a manner
beyond mannerism
beyond action
beyond thought
my love
you are at my essence
the core of my idea
the gateway of my perception
and so we journey together
pure as angels
on the backs of these beasts
the altar awaits us
but you have been with me
from the moment I emerged
tiny, wet, and wailing
from my only former love.
I was raised for you
from heaven to earth
and now from earth back to heaven
upon this alter