Divinity
My flesh is the altar you worship.
Your reverence evident in the hesitancy of your touch,
the awe of adoration swimming in your eyes.
I'm shattered in wonder.
Not worthy of such love.
You make me want to become who you see.
Heaven is in this moment,
where grace surrounds a love
creating the divine in each of us.
Copyright © Tara Jennings | Year Posted 2019
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