Concupiscence

Concupiscence

A Poem by Simstar

For God says life should be destroyed,
The bounteous kiss, be it forged in love, of any w***e is void
So limbs should be rent from holding flesh
As demon teases with red iron and lash
Whilst reason, pricked by conscience, slowly drips
Into cup of concupiscence that merely teases lips...

© 2015 Simstar


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Added on January 1, 2015
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Simstar
Simstar

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Paen Paen

A Poem by Simstar


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