Absolution

Absolution at the end of the day
Water adjusted with the usual precision
The flow descending with force
And set to 104 degrees Fahrenheit
Standing, steaming, dreaming
All is sacred
Sins washing away, forgotten
This sanctuary inviolate until...
My Goddess steps in
Her smile scattering meditation
Skin inviting, not to be denied
I wash her in worship
Hands sliding over those holy breasts
Then she's not too deified to kneel
And take me with the blessing of her lips
Leading me to a paradise found
Right here at home.