Verdant flowers.
Lovers under a tree
Taste fruit.
Unnoticed, a serpent slithers.
The Fall
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Verdant flowers.
Lovers under a tree
Taste fruit.
Unnoticed, a serpent slithers.
Low-hanging fruit I recall.
I longed to taste,
For some say it is the route
To pleasure. yet
in my haste
To enjoy
I did forget
That the worm does destroy,
And the boy
Should not tempt the fruit to fall.
Swimming in sulphurous waters
With the daughters
Of Eve.
Adam doth grieve
But woman does not deceive
For man does freely choose
His innocence to lose.
Man desires
Paradise
While the serpent sires
Vice
Under indifferent skies.
The serpent lies
Apparently slumbering,
While secretly numbering
Every notch
That does blotch
His once perfect bed posts.
Ghosts
Themselves flaunt
And haunt
The dismal caverns of the mind.
No peace can man find
With the vampire
Desire
For she on herself feeds
And seeds
Lust
In we human dust.