I pour myself into you
Until I fill even the darkest
Corners with my light
You glow
And I’m overwhelmed by your
Radiance so much that I stumble
Backwards and fall to my knees
You shimmer like gold
And I worship at your altar
I sacrifice myself to you
For you
Hoping that if I can just fill your cup,
It might spill over onto me
And I might finally be worthy of
Your love
I give until I am
Nearly empty
Contorting myself in new ways to
Milk the essence of me that remains
I am empty,
Drained
Of love, of worth
Of me
From my position of surrender
I notice that your edges are sharp
It seems that years of obsessing over your reflection
Have turned you into a mirror
And it is not you who sparkles,
But the Woman who worships
At your feet