Devotion is soft, like the faint drizzle
of rain upon a leaf.
It is leaning in and slowing down,
giving you time to notice,
to sink in,
and allow the moments of your dedication to spread
through your veins,
thick like the honey
sweetening the delicious sensuality
that already delights the palate.
Devotion is a passionate embrace
that makes coming alive
rich with goodness and adoration.
To devote your time and focus to something
is to pour yourself into it,
giving all of your love,
attention, and care to that which makes you feel
as if you could shed tears of
sustenance that will continue to satiate you
long after each drop has stained your face
frozen to the
supple skin of desire.
Devotion is a pause,
in the moment,
with the ritual homecoming of the beauty
that takes your quickening breath away.
It is all of your senses
as they wrap themselves around
your pulsing heart
craving more -
more of this act
of devout care
and tender nourishment.
A silent whisper from deep within the folds
of your soul, pulling you closer,
bringing you face to face
stripped down to the
transcendent act of offering
to your purest