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hedonistic hymn
crucifixion on the clothe
reiteration of a hymn
your five most loyal servants
are shining up their trays
they all are quite eager
to respond to every whim
they make no sudden movements
until you say they can
we are a meddled flower
with petals on the floor
I am the sprawling root
and you are the waxy stem
soft hands of the picker
creep along the thorn
we bite the forbidden fruit
and exhale an "Amen!"
reiteration of a hymn
your five most loyal servants
are shining up their trays
they all are quite eager
to respond to every whim
they make no sudden movements
until you say they can
we are a meddled flower
with petals on the floor
I am the sprawling root
and you are the waxy stem
soft hands of the picker
creep along the thorn
we bite the forbidden fruit
and exhale an "Amen!"
Published 9th Oct 2014
| Edited 31st Mar 2015
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24th May 2015 11:42pm
It does exactly what it says in the title! The usual form of pious religious words corrupted into the sensual and sexual, but with a flower theme to make it all unique. A sweet twist indeed.
30th May 2015 1:22am
