My Religion

My God is our love, I believe in it religiously.

I tell you that I love you every single day superstitiously.

I hear my name on your soft pink lips like a sweet prayer.

You treat me like a Goddess, and I need you like the air.

So, I kneel at the altar and worship us in the dark night.

Your half-moon smile shines like God said, “Let there be light”.

This happens once in a few lifetimes, finally the stars all align.

Now you hold me close, call me yours, and you I call mine.