Sunday Worship

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He looked up
as I entered,
peering over glasses, 
that smile,
heartfelt 
genuine affection,
cheeky school boy grin 
gaining warmth from it 
in treasured places, 
watching him draw near
till breath administered  
on neckline working
slowly downwards to
my wetted loveline
making toes scrunch &
skin blush
as he held me in place 
when my standing
became difficult as I
gave up everything
sacred to the moment