To Worship Him

imagine with me, if you will
red dirt dusted
upon his boots,
the chair otherworldly
a product of sturdy,
lean legs crossed
relaxed.
smokey eyes intent on
the crown of the moon
and sun before him
a sigh,
twilight.
aware of every shift, made upon his domain,
cheekbones defined
as he contemplates
his tomorrow.
I see him,
and all I need is to
worship him.

14 thoughts on “To Worship Him”

What every girl wants ~ and every man wants to be 🙂
And there is a little bit of cowboy in every good man, yes? Beautiful writing and imagery as always, Aud, it is good to be back visiting you once again. Cheers to a great October, the colors and chill in the air are making it a good one for me already.

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I don’t believe in worshipping people if this is what you mean. It puts a person on a pedestal where they can’t remain because your expectations are too high and they are too flawed not to fall. To me, a relationship must have balance, maybe not always 50/50, but sufficient give and take between both parties. Perhaps I’ve misinterpreted your poem.

The imagery of this poem is, however, extraordinarily lush. I read it twice, to savor the words. The photo is also gorgeous.

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Audrey Dawn - Oldest Daughter Redheaded Sister says:

October 20, 2019 at 7:46 pm

I do my best not to put that sort of pressure on anyone. I love what makes people different and what could be seen as a flaw. Balance is 100% required.
I’m grateful you enjoyed this poem for all the desire felt while writing it. Thank you, my friend.

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