you are lost in the woods
you are lost in the woods and you are alone.
you are lost in the woods and you are most decidely not alone.
you can hear my breathing
feel the tickle of my gaze on the nape of your neck
you pray
I prey
we pray together.
we pray through hands on naked curves
we pray through teeth on lower lips
we pray through fingernails biting into thighs
we pray when I open you
when I grip your throat
when I enter you
when you feel yourself sundered
to the choir and tears of angels
we pray