Unbidden, thoughts of you crowd my mind…

I cannot elude your smile,

your voice.

I feel myelf slowly consumed by you

as I seek a more intimate

connection.

I wish to bond to you, to mold myself

completely to your skin, your heart

your spirit.

I seek to lose myself in your wonderment

your love, your passion and

wild goodness.

I want at once to be your child, wife,

mother, lover, teacher and

devotee.

I want to worship at your alter in a

pagan ritual of lust and sex

and blood.

I approach idolatry in my

devotion to you. May God

forgive me.

I fear I cannot escape this – but more

still – I fear I shall choose

to abide.