I was

raising you up

to place

you on the altar

to give the gods

a glance at

your beauty,

for it is too good

to keep to myself

and no other

thank you can

cause a collection

of what is

the most holy

taste to kiss

when I am fallen

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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