Hes bedazzled by
The beauty of her skin
So soft and gentle,
Yet she has no faith within
With eyes wide open
She teased and kissed him
She lures with her nectar of desire
The garden of Eden
Is a theatre to the Gods
Her nectar is luring
To seduce the empty soul
The apple of wisdom
Her gift for mankinds sin
Causing shame and penitence
Within, within, within....
Fountains of grief
Are flowing in my mind
Forgotten images
Yet our past is hard to find
With eyes wide open
Sifting through the filth
I keep on wondering
Is it love or is it guilt?
Chill cuts through skin
Hated, Shivering
The black cloth is stained
Eyes crusted, red!
A shovel, a stone
Sharp stalks on the fields
A tiny flower mocks
Or bravely celebrates!
Hes bedazzled by
The beauty of her skin
So soft and gentle,
Yet she has no faith within
With eyes wide open
She teased and kissed him
She lures with her nectar of desire