Worshiping

I said l worshiped you,

You said you worshiped me.

The preacher said to worship God,

But we’re above false ministry.

For we do love and we revere

The highest things we know

And over you and me right here

There’s no where else to go.

Out love is strong in heart,

Our lust is sure in limb;

The soul itself deep part

Of admiration’s hymn.

A hymn for self love high,

Whose brow is crown and sky,

Whose royal act and word

Is song-wings seen and heard.

Then love, come worship me

As l do worship you,

And we will live in worshiping

Until our lives are through!

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