Speak

To Deify

What do I look like to the almighty?

I worship your soul

Not only your body

An aroma transudes from your core

And I slowly return my gaze to the floor

The heat that you embody has struck against my cheek

Perceiving me so transparently

It seems I've lost the ability to speak

But with eyes so glacial

And a figure seemingly intrusive

You conduct as though you're palatial

When it's apparent I'm seclusive

How am I to be vulnerable

When you've profoundly exposed my sin

Many words are unutterable

As I've so willingly let you in

Every wall, every barrier in your palace

Is to be broken as soon as the liquid drains from your chalice

And down your chin

Please don't speak so sweetly

There's poison in the honey that your voice is secreting

You were the enemy I was supposed to be defeating

But here you have left me, shivering in a state of stupor

So tattered and defeated, my heart starts to pour

Leaving a stain so gruesome as it shatters to the floor

I see you've become cross as you indignantly leave your impact

You reach for the door with the knife I've left in your back

I beg and plead for your forgiveness

Hoping my apologies will instill warmth

But you turn your head so solemnly, for you know what you cannot provide

Though I'm only at arm's reach

You leave me bloodied and alone

To die.