Digital Religion

Create skin and bones ethereal,
Breath and emotion corporeal,
And sensation: magical vibration.

Pulses blend in timed
Syncopation, while
Epidermal mind meld steels me with elation.

Eat me with your iris in a
Blue-gold incantation.
And Taste me with your fingers,
Scripting digital religion.

Tease me out with the right amount of pressure,
Crowbar my rib-cage
And crawl inside the fissure.

Now--
Oceanic calm in a firm embrace
is granting me safety upon release,

And with release
You may breathe me formless,
Gifted with presence
And divinity shameless.