LUCIFERS KISS


Friday.
Circa,
A.D. 2015
London,
England.

Lucifer asked me for a hug.
Characteristic of him,
he kissed me; crawling into
this fragile heart – a rubble
home he made for himself,
and his his many cohorts.
Alas, i sit under the sway
of the puppet master, singing
blues

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Wide oceans our great divide
Fettered soul sing Madiba blues
Cascading effusion of emotions
Cold feet stuck in a cold day

Reminiscing thy warm chamber
Tears, tears; thy beloved yearns
Enchanted to be with you all day
O’ how I long to be with you

Allured to thy chamber of intimacy
Cold guilt nakedness thy presence
Laying on thy sacred blanket of love
Union of flesh with divinity

        A whisper
          A silence
             A kiss
               A virtue
                  A smile
                    A life

Divinity dissolving cold depravity
I’m Lost in the bliss of thy chivalry
Holding on to thy warmth hands
A virtue of inner warmth my reward

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