Divine Love: Immense Joy XI

My body knows what afterward would happen.

This other splendour, which reveals 

Itself in different zones, and a fire is kindled 

With all the wood in the house

That no one’s gonna douse.

I remember a time a nun I was, eons long gone 

Garbed with the sacred wimple, church girl then

But when I showed little buds on my chest

And craved the kiss of life from my crush

Of the chaste veil I was divested;

Of serving at the altar I ceased,

Of Holy of Holies I saw no more, 

Of singing ‘Ave Maria, Ave Maria’ stopped

And auditioned for Rihanna’s Good Girl Gone Bad.

My hungerings, and meagreness  

Consumed me, as it should at seventeen 

Turned me heretic whence I became the god of desire,

And wholly unto secularism reverted; 

But adventures of womanhood, 

That at first felt like heaven

Deeper plunge into the dungeon of love

Left me wounded, and broken

Until, you, stud Stan, came along.