Linnet Phoenix

Devotion

Here I kneel
in deference,
simple silence,
a wordless prayer,
an act of devotion. 
In gentle rhythm, 
head rocked forward,
eyelids closed, 
hands hold legs
to steady stance.

Touch is tantamount 
to taste in grace.
I asked you to stand,
tell me your fear,
read me words.
Stroke auditory buds,
as blood pounding,
in matching pulse,
I slide my thumb 
inside your ass.