of the church of love However, we do not call it a church
we do not title it a religion Thus, we have forgotten how to kneel bare
we have forgotten to taste the sweet wine and the taste of salty lips upon flesh.
We do not bow in this way to love. Instead we play a game of hide-and-go-seek
with our hearts. Complete heretics in the congregation of love!
Why fight it? Love is my religion and
gOd loves ugly. musing by Sofia