He comes to me

Lays his armor down

Tells me I’m his queen

Annoints me with a crown

 

On bended knee 

I humbly accept 

Appoint him as my king,

My court, and my friend

 

By his lips I am a goddess

I’m exalted and immodest 

I am lifted from the depths 

Of myself

By a love such as this

 

He comes to me 

Lays his chisel down

Tells me I’m his muse

Sculpts my edges round

 

With each stroke of blade

I’m smoother than stone

He envisions me

As I’m meant to be seen

 

By his lips I am a goddess

I’m exalted and immodest 

I am lifted from the depths 

Of myself

By a love such as this

 

He’s a spiritual seeker

He measures his breath

I’m a chaos creature 

Lost in my own depth 

I get lost in my own depth

 

He comes to me 

Lays his body down

Tells me I’m his lover

And that’s the sweetest sound