The Gift of Everything

Worship

It is as it says,
Her body is a wonderland
And she is in every way, utterly grand
To handle her with gentle hands
My every love for her to display

"My altar is your lips" she says
But the truth is for i am to obey
For her everything, is my altar
To both repent, and worship, i will not falter
For both the Garden of Eden and Heaven
Took shape in the form of you, my Haven

For her bare skin
Is my miracle for centuries
I'll worship her, my divine Goddess
Teach me, for i am mute
For her body knows all languages

Truly captivating
my eyes remain everlasting
For if the devil were to see your eyes so content
He'd kiss your eyes and repent
That if she asks me the difference of her and the sky,
I'd answer:
"My Ruby, your mere laughter
Makes me forget about the sky"