communion
your face is a prayer
your voice
is host
dissolves in my mouth
like bread, like poem

your face is a prayer
candles in your eyes
hymnals in your lashes
your smile, hallelujah

what is the shape of your song?
whose body will be its canvas?
how is the curve of your tune?

your face is a midnight in june
lemonade and lightning bugs
your fingers smear silence
with silhouettes of god

Her throat opens to echo back
your face
a prayer
jazz song
hymn
Him