she, beautiful her

she, beautiful her

A Poem by RuseInex

lovely lovely skin fragile pristine godly form
delicate delicacy, flesh refined
painted in God's mind's eye made tangible real
serene sistene pristine, innocence sublime untainted heart refined
many forms of she, wonderous feminine her, 
queen, crown perfection

he found them appealing, he and his band of insolent mavericks turned fiends
wanted want, they lusted lust and got it, unsatisfied with their own kind, 
their own domain disdained, refrained from its boundless confines 
their cosmic 3rd heaven realm for wild oats sown on forbidden wombs
there they were high above our own clouds and stars,
but not so high they devilishly bridged to break and violate our own
endowed with shroud of light, their covering 
by which to play and shift into our earthly fray
and did  achieve their sordid goal 
to breed with she of human flesh, exclusive made for only man
the unpardonable deed and relished in it, produced their giant mix of sons
clenched raised fist at God who'd made them Seraphim ranks of flaming light
defiled Eve's progeny co mingled singled each to sex in plunder 
took by force beguiled, shape shift forms swans an' oxen beast like these 
mix of light beings race with human blood forbidden, pornograph defiled her
such was and is the lovely soft, skin fragile pristine godly form
of women fair, delicate edible delicacy, flesh refined
painted in God's mind's eye made tangible real
serene sistene pristine, innocence sublime untainted heart refined
many forms of she, queen crown perfection
made mighty kingdoms fall

© 2016 RuseInex


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RuseInex
RuseInex

Fresno, CA



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