Polluted Heart
by Robin B. Lipinski
Fallen. Fallen farther than you
or I can imagine.
Light, illuminating, illustrating, pure, energy pulsing, fallen.
Angel of light, Gods chosen, fallen.
Did you eat of the fruit?
Forbidden, sweet light, illuminating, illustrating, pure, energy
pulsing, fallen.
Of course your choice embraced, wicked web, caressed flesh, moaning in
knowledge.
Pluck sweet tender flesh in the only way you can imagine, so sweet the
sex, lust carnal, deep.
Laying on soiled sheet, deed
done, energy pulsing, she lay fallen.
Deep the pit, despair not dark, illuminating, illustrating, pure,
energy pulsing. Fallen?
Drops crimson in haze, mind seeking relief from rage. What's that? Gods
calling? God damned.
Mortal man, feasting on the
fruit, unleashed passion, you made your stand.
Yet, no stand of man can stand. You do not understand? Your still
falling while I know what I am.
Angle of light, Gods chosen, fallen.
Lucifer, bright of light, show
the world tonight, your birthright.
Show the ignorant, those who think they stand, they too, are fallen.
Beckoning was her smile, sweet, illuminating, illustrating, pure,
energy pulsing, fallen.
History past now, history fallen. My God, what have I done!
Light grows dim, night fails,
eyelids fall, it is his will.
Born in light, my birthright, not in heaven or hell.
You don't believe in Satan or God? Your birthright, your light,
illuminating, illustrating, pure, energy pulsing, fallen.
Story complete, heart slowing
in beat, my blood mixes with hers, fallen.
Legacy upon silk, soiled with smell, gun on the table with shells from
hell.
Bullets from light, illuminating, illustrating, pure, energy pulsing,
fallen. Fallen to flesh which now,
will only continue to fall.
The End
or is it only the
beginning?
© 2011 Robin B.
Lipinski
Robin
B. Lipinski claims to be addicted to writing. It helps that his good
dreams are other people's nightmares. There is not much to know about
him other than he shares this planet with you and others.
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