Tainted by Beauty...

Harken to me & hear now the tale of the king:

Restless & unwound by the culmination of years of cycles had the kings mind riddled in empty curiosity. Chapters that had finally come to a close had left him with blank pages... leaving no room for anticipation or anything else to plan for. Everything was now new and as such... now free. He decided that Sunday morning to tell everyone to clear the grounds so that he could tour his home in this newfound spirit graced to him by His Lord. Grounds he's known since birth would become new to him & scents made familiar to him by time would soon take on the airs of unsown memories. 

Finally making it to his backyard, he saw something in the distance that had him perplexed. Growing all the more mesmerized the closer he came to it. Resting in the very center of his yard, lay a woman. Bare, beautiful, sensuous... & familiar. Spread across a classical Elizabethan bench whose only covering was fabric made of sheer material... just long enough for her to fully lay upon. She lay resting on her side, with one leg slightly bent upon the other, strategically covering her glory while accentuating her majestic curves in the process & while her head gently rested on her hands, her elbows covered her beautiful breasts, only adding to the scene of mastery set before him. As he approached, he saw raindrops materialize out of the clear blue sky & a chair appeared situated right beside her specifically for him. With only a few feet away... he began to feel his heart grow full as the purity of the moment drew him in...

Oh what a masterpiece lay before him. "What glory is this?" he thought. Here lay before him the meat of rabid dogs. Meat that most men would sink their teeth into without thought... but something subtle brought that kind of rage into abeyance. His eyes became the kind that could identify the quality of a diamond through intricate examination. He began to see some drops of rain slightly evaporate at the touch of her skin. While others, slowly took their time sliding off her naked body. He began to notice how every flaw & irregularity only added beauty to her design & how every curve seemed to innocently smile at him. With each smile wondering what would touch them first... his lips, his hands... or his heart. Alas for in this moment... it was his heart. Her hair only slightly covered her beautiful face while maintaining access to her kissable lips. Her skin was soft & shown slightly glistened by the rain... adding all the more grace to the masterpiece His Lord had set before Him. He sat & admired her for a long time & as they spoke, he realized something profound... he had always known her name...

Something happened to the king that day & he was never the same again. He knew he could take her as he pleased & engaged in every carnal instinct known & unknown to man but he also knew that no matter how much he ravished this beauty, the purity of the moment would somehow remain. For what took place in his eyes that day would forever change how he viewed such things. For on that day, he saw more than just possession. He saw art, he saw grace, he saw love & as such, he drew all manner of inspiration from what he will forever describe as being the moment he was "tainted by beauty." The kind purposed unto man to be able to meet the claiming of sights he's never been ready to reach...

And now, though some might find it hard to believe... such eyes have been his to keep for quite some time. Now gifted... with eyes to look upon "Eve"... as she was always meant to be seen...

~moses apollo