On the heels of my latest post in The Memoir of My Sacred Pleasure, about my sexually repressed Catholic childhood that yearned to be Mary Magdalene and make love to Jesus, I bring to you my latest poem, The Ecstasy of Mary Magdalene.
Enjoy!
Write about your passion to merge with the divine, sacred sex, hieros gamos, or any hot sex that takes you out of this world!
The Ecstasy of Mary Magdalene
by Veronica Love
Beloved Sacred Prostitute of love 
Thy service and vulva are heaven’s boat
An adoring act of conjugal grace
When to Jesus’ kisses Thou yielded
Washed His feet with Thy perfumed hair
Ate of His flesh with Thy glorious lips
Anointed His loins with Thy lithe hands
Drank His blood with Thy tender mouth
And when He entered Thy cathedral door
To wed in love’s sensual bed
And bless Thy sumptuous breasts
Thy face transcended time and space
Thy pithos poured waters of life
And did something beautiful to Him
Thy body rippled in His embrace
As Thy pleasure
Pulsed
– In
Sacred
– Rhythm
Of 
– The
Cosmos
– Birthed
from the waters of
– Thy
womb
When water turned to wine
Thy will was done
The King did cum
And filled
Thy chalice with his blade
Crying
Hallelujah!
As He spilled
– His
Seed
– All
Over
– The
Earth
– All
Over
– Thy
Body
and made Earth as it is in Heaven
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Sex a sacrament for our release
From Caesar’s grip and mundane drudgery
The world restored its our natural reward
To open heaven’s gate a woman’s pleasure
And man’s animal lust united to slake the thirst of
Temptation of life
Desire desire desire
Satisfied
To participate as the gods and goddesses
That we are to heave orgasmic stars from
Behind make big
Banging
Into creation
The breath the word made flesh 
As our pleasure roams
In fields
Of glory
Each night each morning
Awakened to a rising peace
Proclaiming the joy to the world
Of this heaven of Earthly paradise
© 2019 Veronica Love – Lilith Electrica Press – All Rights Reserved
Not making this up! Jesus married Mary Magdalene and had children’, according to ancient manuscript.
