How To Be Baptized
Dear John the Beloved,
spread me; your gospel
and be baptized in my Jordan...
let your tongue speak diverse kisses to my lips
as you read and flip through the heavy breasted pages of Psalms
simmering slowly down the breadth of my nude hips
with tickling fingerings, way down to Jordan,
where I'd baptize you - my convert;
in streams of cums and echoes of holy moans
as you pray open my liquid pool that drowns you
with the thrusting of the sceptre
between your Pillar which is the master key.
and me?
I lie, beneath your Depth; a quivering flesh
suspended from reed fragile bone
to be revived by the Prophet.
Copyright © Lucia U. C. Igwe | Year Posted 2021
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