As god looks,
out from
her podium
in my soul,
she notes
the warmth
flowing freely
through my limbs.
She watches
my thoughts
as if on a movie screen
viewing mismatched
ideas and
unending scenes
all with one dominant theme-
You.
I dress you,
undress you,
creating billions of
occasions.
God smiles to herself
and looks down
at a platinum key
in her hand.
She delicately
removed it
from the lock
containing the
most sacred
of venues-
my heart.
She knows it has
been permanently sealed
by fate with
your name carved
on its beating walls.
I was never sure
god was with me.
Now I comprehend
her residence.
I feel the heat from
a light inside of me
and I know.
The path to her was
locked doors
and brick walls.
My love for you
was a map
to my very own faith.
God is my soul.
You are my heart.
The two are one
in my universe.
Reason for writing:
Love proved to me that a spirituality exists on a deeper level that cannot be reached by sitting in a church or a temple.
Birth sign: Libra
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