Entering the Temple

She breathes life into my dusty bones clothed with cold flesh, once again I breathe. Awakened as from a dream I am reminded of who I am. Looking into her eyes she gives me power and permission to tap into a part of myself that I never knew existed. I feel. She is that missing piece; she fills the void that nothing else could fill. She completes me. Separation from her would be a chilly death. So I fight. Every obstacle that stands between us I demolish, she is the Holy Grail, she is salvation. I fight for her and surrender into her, I pledge my love to her and dedicate my life to her. In an act of celebration and consummation we become one flesh as I plunge into her with self-less abandon, dying to myself and being born again. Our bodies entwined together I enter reverently into her temple with all of my being parting the curtain of the holiest of holy places offering myself in covenant with her. with passionate intensity I lose myself in her dying and being born again as I spill my sacrifice on her alter uniting our bodies and souls with one final exertion and a peace pervades the silent night.