I will worship you
for tonight;
make you the god
of my passion.
I will confess
my desires to you,
whispered behind
veils of secrecy.
I will study the verse
of your curves,
read every freckle
like holy scripture.
I will enter
the pews of lust
and grip your rosary
with loving devotion.
I will die
in your arms,
hanging against
the crux of pleasure.