I asked the devil, “wherein lies sin?”.
She answered me, “sir, sin, ’tis within
Both thee and me.
Now, my dear boy
Don’t be so coy.
And just tell me,
What would you like me to be!”.
I Asked The Devil
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Women
Some women
I see in shoes
Caked in mud.
Such women
Are good.
So why do I choose
Those in high-heels,
Who flirt
But know not the noble dirt
Of fields?
When a girl’s perfume
Fills the room
It is easy to pretend
My friend
That we do not yield
To the good mud
Of the fields,
In the end.
2 Goddesses I Know
2 Goddesses I know
And will go
And worship at their feet
But they may my ardour defeat
And bid me cease,
‘Else they will call the police!
Should I therefore hold my peace,
Or whisper words of love
To a goddess above?
And if I express my passion
To a young lady of fashion,
To which one should
I speak?
I am weak
With desire,
‘Tis best to kill this fire
For ’tis only a delusion
That a goddess could
Give me her love,
And confusion
Would, I maintain
Reign, where I to voice
My love
To 2 goddesses above.
No, I shall stay
Away from goddesses
As there is too much choice . . .
I Think Of You In Dream
I think of you in dream,
Walking barefoot, along the sand
But you are forever out of reach
For ’tis impossible to command a dream.
Vampiress
A vampiress,
Far from dead
Slips
Out of her dress
So red,
Bringing delight
With nips
At night
You Gave To Me
You gave to me
Fallen blossom from a tree.
Now I think of thee
When I see
That fading blossom from a tree.
You gave to me
A blanket to keep the cold away
As we
Sat in the garden yesterday.
The thought of Thee
Will stay
With me,
Those precious hours,
Those flowers
That blanket,
And you, with me.
The Devil Is Grinning
The devil is grinning
At man’s obsession
With women.
A confession,
I have been there
And looped the loop to please
A Claire
Or Flair.
The devil is grinning
When certain kind of women
On man’s weakness seize
And draw him in
To sin,
Or simply tease
By hinting that the prize may be won.
In search of fun
Men after women run,
Or desirous of the prize
Of that look
In a girl’s eyes
That says “you are mine
Until the end of time”,
Although this may be mistook
For “you are mine
For the night
But, come the morning light …”.
The devil is grinning
At man’s obsession with women.
The biological drive
Causes us to strive
For that lustful look in a girl’s eyes …
Although it is perfectly true
That there is love too.
You Followed Me
You followed me into the bedroom
Bringing with you
The merest hint of perfume.
You stood there
Wholly unaware,
Chatting of what? I do not recollect.
Slim and near.
Respect for a long friendship held me
tight.
Or maybe
Fear.
I did not speak that night.
Whats In A Name?
A Rose is a Rose by any other name,
And as for Jane
She will remain
The same
Old Jane.
A Paul is a Paul by any other name,
But what if Paul paints his Toes
And becomes a Rose
Or Jane.
Tell me, what is in a name?
Her Heels Remain Sharp
Her heels remain
Sharp
But it gives her pain
That although she does retain
The desire
She no longer has the art
To spark
Fire
In a young man’s heart.
K Morris - Poet 