[Part Three of my "Religious" Poetry Series. Check former posts for first two.]
Songs of Praise
by Mushroom
God taught me how to worship;
By running my gaze down the length of your spine ‘till the teasing edges of your trousers, observing the way your clothes cling to you
like second skin. She listens when I roll the R r r r s of your name with
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