temple

You felt right to me
you felt like home
your body was open to me
a temple
and I wanted to pray
my false idol
a new religion
my guilty pleasure

every pleasure has its penance
the shreds of guilt open into cuts
lashes from the whip

but it felt so right
you felt like home
your body was open to me
a temple
and I wanted to pray

simply silver

I am
simply silver
shiny
sterling
but
compared
to gold