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T-SHIRT

on me
it's just a T
but when she dons it for sleep
it's a holy garment
worn by an angel
and cut just so
that one glimpses heaven
and it's blessed curves
and sacred curls
and simple flesh
becomes radiant
and every movement,
holy
and every step
a sacred dance
and this,
our ritual
and that,
our altar
and us
priest and priestess,
god and goddess,
light
and brighter still
javalini
Written by javalini
Published | Edited 12th Apr 2021
Author's Note
Choosing a category, I couldn't decide between love poems, erotic poems, or spiritual poems. Sometimes it seems all the same.
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