Fascination

I am not a religious man.
However, it is said that adoration is the act of worship.
Then fascination is the gospel you preach.
The paragon of your body and its immaculate breadth, my temple.
That pearl of warmth, kept safe between ivory pillars, my altar.
The delicacy of your touch and the brilliance of your smile.
The birth of planets and the death of stars.
Bishops and Kings have testified.
And greater men still, have written tales.
But none know or love you as I do.

Amen.