Religion Unveiled

                                                                      Religion Unveiled

    

I don’t believe in God above, but her

affection brought me straight to heaven.

her green tea eyes - matcha to quench my thirst;

He chose to bless me with her presence.

No priest in church has ever heard my sins,

but here I clutch her like a rosary.

Her nectarous scent - it pulls me in

and her silken hands are sanctuary.

Perhaps this love will soon come to an end,

and tears will fall from her cherubic gaze.

Angel sent home - but me, He will condemn.

And as I fall, I’ll look - to Her - and pray.

My religion unveiled within Her kiss

and now - She is the only God I know exists.

 -Natalia Martinez (Summer 2021)