Verboten by Angelic Flaming Sword
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He opened up a gate more beautiful
Than New Jerusalem and Eden though
That opening destroyed the dutiful.
The view contained forbidden fruit. The glow
Was not of apples but of Adam’s hair,
The hidden hair, the hidden fruit, the juice
Of sinning unfulfilled. A mango pair
Withheld in haired up skin implied a sluice
Of maleness God insisted was not free
To everyone as all the lusciousness
Of other fruits, those ones that other tree
Could offer, not his one deliciousness.
The serpent offered something other, lush
And masterful, the warmth of manly gush.
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