Sacred Poem by Saniya Galeyeva

The way you look at me is sacred.
I don't know how to show or prove.
But you do know. And how to take it,
To take my love, you know it too.

The words you utter sound sacred,
No matter what you do and how
When we're alone, when we're naked,
When it's right here and right now.

The way you touch me feels like sacred,
And I am sacred being yours.
I longed for it and only waited
For you, My Love, My Fate, My Choice.