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