I Started Praying for You

Put my hands over 
the cage of bones
above your heart. 
 
I don't remember 
exactly what I said. 
You started to weep.
 
I know I said
God sees you
or I see you. 
 
I said something 
in your past
wants to be touched, 
 
healed. It was then
I knew I wanted 
to marry you. 
 
What is God to us now? 
We stopped going 
to church. In bed
 
our hands still 
find each other
to send up
 
prayers like we 
did that first night -- 
when I touched
 
the aching thing
inside the dip
of your chest.