Holy of Holies

You are a sacred creature, love Your breath in the silence, rhythm to my blood You cradle my head in the failing light My queen of the water, puller of the tide You fold my body in your temple You're the holy of holies I drown beneath the fountain Every time you hold me In stillness, I am simple Since you came to know me, unraveling What strange devotion that finds us here Now tenderly braided, there's only you my dear The foot of the staircase, the winding creaks The grip on my sternum I never want relieved --- Holy of Holies - Chris DuPont