idol worship

hands shaking, between shut thighs. 

open bible splayed across the bed,

just as he was.

a blanket artfully draped across his chest.

rosary tucked into lingerie.

leaning in, he whispered sweet nothings.

his affection for one that's not his own,

as he will never know him and it is just idol worship.

married to the lord mistress to his idol.

sex, drugs, and rock n roll

or 

convents, communion, and holy orders.