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The Alter
Here I am on bended knee
Kneeling at the alter
I lean in. Mouth open.
Confessing my prayers. Thoughts and Desires to you.
I mutter them to the tip.
I wrap the words around you.
Envelop your shaft with my tongue... Praising my chants around you.
I speak freely as you spread my smile thin and make me speak in tongues.
The words I try to profess get caught in the back of my throat
I gag on your blessing.
Little tears bless my eyes and sneak down my cheeks.
I weep as I struggle to find air to breath.
My prayers have taken over me. The Alter has fulfilled me.
The spirit is in me.
About the Creator
D. B Chère
Just a person writing about love and all the many parts of it. I look forward to learning more about this writing community and all that comes with it.
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