Would You

Would you acquiesce of me to bow my head and worship at loves alter  
My lips yielding to their conviction as they accede to you without falter  
To take of your entirety and procure before you as my charter  
Attaining from you; with vigor - the sweet benevolence of your ardor  
 
Would you dare of yourself to then quell your thirst from my covetous well  
To oblige me the accolades for my bountiful duty done in zest  
To lave of me as I did in my idolatry of you which brought forth my swell  
To sustain of me; my blessed crescendo as your mouth hath bequest