“Love is the freedom to be the cup of God that only a worthy person can sip”- Unknown
I once loved a man
Who coveted the covenant I had with the God inside of me
Obsessed over the spirit that embodied me
Craved the taste of oil dripping from my lips
As I quoted poetry
You see
He had never experienced light this brilliant before
He longed for our souls to become one
But didn’t know the sacrifices he would have to make
To marry God
She is woman
He didn’t know the weight he would have to carry
or the burdens he would have to lay down
To keep his vow to God
She is woman
He didn’t realize his prayers would be unanswered
That he could even experience famine
Or even die
If he ever mistreated God
She is woman
And he,
He was man
Who could never see the God in himself
And I knew
That his lust would never make room for my love
It would be irresponsible of me
To watch him drink from a cup for which he was unworthy
He was man
Who could never see the God In himself
Wanting me
Would only bring death to his doorstep
His hearts desires
Would only become strongholds holding him back
From his truth
He would never know God for himself
Though she is part of him
Though she is made in his image
Though she is the womb both he and his seed share
Though she is flesh of his flesh
The only part of him
He can never defile
She is woman
And he
He was God
Only, he doesn’t know...