Temptation

Like relics

From the sprawling past,

They come.

Time frames;

As though from the devil’s den.

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In heat,

Sizzling, pulsating

To the serpent’s crawl.

Faith fermenting

Their existence since eternity.

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Igniting raptures of the flesh,

In body-fusion talk

Like raindrops,

Tingling down

Their quivering spines.

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They the raw, as new-born

In biblical innocence,

Raking up,

Memoirs of a serene

Tranquillity.

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Enlighten not the reptile

To paths of degradation,

Loosen not their tongue

To the forbidden fruit,

Hide not the eternal truth

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Of the lords love, for them.

See,

Their naked estasy, as sin

Least their folly;

Become our undoing.