Sacrament

a "villanelle érotique"
 
Hands raised, from knees, invoke my soul’s baptize.
Your alabaster fount, your holy site,  
Where lips do part that mouth your praise reprise.
 
You knelt, the liturgy of love devise,
To lead me here, my offering  excite,
Hands raised, from knees, invoke my soul’s baptize.
 
In genuflecting waves, ecstatic rise,
Your pilgrim sojourn end with psalms delight,
Where lips do part that mouth your praise reprise.
 
I drop to bow, novitiate revise,
To raise with sacred tongue your pyre’s ignite.
Hands raised, from knees, invoke my soul’s baptize.
 
Like supplicant to eucharist arise,
I take your host and wine with heart contrite,
Where lips do part that mouth your praise reprise.
 
In worship’s grace and scripture’s energize,
Like Lourdes, your waters cleanse my sins benight,
Hands raised, from knees, invoke my soul’s baptize,
Where lips do part that mouth your praise reprise.