In the midst of making love,

After Moans escaped wet lips and toes uncurled,

I wondered if Jesus came back to earth and fell in love.

I imagined he came back and fell so deeply in love that he chose to live in and die in this world for that love,

And so here we are without salvation or judgment,

Just sweaty and panting tangled together on the cold linoleum floor.

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