written by: Valentyna Holloway
Our love was written of in hidden gospels
written on parchment ~ recorded for all of history.
Scholars studying them have learned this:
You held my waist between Your hands
and the earth trembled beneath our feet causing civilisations
to bring humble offerings in reverence to the way I Worship You.
You held my hand for the first time and the trees blossomed
around us, birds sang, petals floated through the air
as Your fingers entangled with mine, and a sweet perfume was left in our wake.
You lifted me up to You and kissed me and forests fell to their knees,
branches lowered and leaves rustled as our lips met
while the clouds sighed and a rainbow sprung forth.
Your hips pressed against mine,
my legs wrapped around You instinctively,
You groaned my name at the same time I cried out Yours
and the Sun burst into the sky.
And the Angels sang in approval.
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