Friday, February 1, 2019

Did you know that just the idea of you is all I need?
Having you as a perfect ideal in my head
Pulls me out of deep doldrums.
They say humans are genetically programmed to worship something.
Some have religion.
Some have learning.
Some have football.
I have this idea in my mind
With your face attached to it.

And I would never ask you for anything,
Yet I would never deny you
Of even the simplest request,
But I am a back row kind of baptist, 
And only pay my tithes in secret ways,
So that the right hand has no idea
What the left hand has done.
And so it is that you may never know
How very far I've come to worship you,
Just as the Magi did.


-jenn

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