Devotion

A short piece about devotion

To gaze upon your beauty divine is a delicacy
Let my eyes feast, lest they are starved.
To hear your voice angelic is a bliss
Let my ears see, lest they are dazzled.
To taste your nectar sweetest is an indulgence
Let my lips touch, lest they are parched.
To touch your enchanting body is a luxury
Let my hands listen, lest they are deafened.
To witness your perfection is a privilege
Let me worship, lest I die a heretic.