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Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Holy Lust - A Poem by Moe


cryptic quickened redesign
tempered flame equates divine
seeking place for special key
takes the all I'm born to be

key sways holy slip and slide
much too fine to save and hide
trip on flame for tempered steel
embers drive my sainted kneel

center cries on truth unfurled
drink the inner of your world
here my key has found a place
holy lust can now embrace 

~Moses Apollo

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