Flames of fury,
flames of Hell,
The fat old dog Cerberus raises a head
languid, neither bark nor bite to welcome a
cast Jezebel into his den.
Lucifer beckons,
a glistening apple in hand.
Red-horned incubus, he smiles
fangs and glory, blood and gore
at his feet.
Knelt, child-like, primrose path led
and daisy-scented she waits
a pet, a pet.
The heat of Hell is a dull warmth
and nothing like your dragon-fire
heart that scorches me to ashes.
A blistering inferno melts me into a puddle,
knelt, child-like, primrose path led
at your feet.
Black-winged, fallen angel
lost in god's favour,
and that makes the two of us.
In violet-white flames,
standing, war-like, child of a fiend,
wielder of vengeance and
teeth in her smile.
Child-like charm, heavenly grace
sanguine, oozing
at her feet.
Apple core left,
an apple seed left.
Cerberus licks a trail of red,
good old boy, nice dog.
Bury the seed with that Lucifer.
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A Divine Lilith
PoesíaA story of Lilith: Divine, as she was, as she is, as she will be. Who is Lilith? And what does it mean for a woman to exist in the world of Man and God? It has been said that before Eve, there was Lilith. Before li...
