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of sun & pomegranates
my infidel lips
carry prayers to the sun
where they get lost
inside god's womb
& birth desire
he would that i
see him as a man
a lustful deity
with little tin soldiers
& barbie dolls
complete with poseable parts
i wonder what type of being is this
that he longs to fuck
my tiny little body
he invades my soul
rapes it & steals its purity
he whispers secrets
of his true nature
ones that i don't want to hear
i was blissful in my innocence
some would say get behind me
oh Lucifer dragon of old
though this spirit i know intimately
& know it to be our divine deity
unholy in deed
he is a man with hard on for war
& is very powerful
still something about me scares him
i am left to wonder what that is
he has convinced himself
i've fashioned for myself a pure god
to fornicate with in a dimension
he has yet to discover
jealous over me
he presses in on my thoughts
& demands answers
that my Earth bound body doesn't possess
he threw the sun down on me
using it as a weapon
having a magic that is bottled
& lovingly made inside me
i reversed his curse when
he sought to burn me down
the evolution of a goddess
stalked by her maker
where is my sanctuary?
when he has marked
all of my days
& there is no free will
only predestined fate
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