My Sacriment

I hear his voice
My gut wrenches
I feel the hunger
I close my eyes
My mouth dries
I feel the thirst
I think of him
My eyes well up
I overflow with tears
I hunger for the food that is his body
I thirst for a sip from his cup
I weep so he can refill me
My Sacrament
Be gracious to me
Anoint me
Save me
I lie open and empty
Drakimo Drakimo
41-45, F
1 Response May 17, 2012