Wine of Immorality

We all sin but God forgives, yes...

Her lips were as sweet as honey,
Her skin as smooth and golden as olive oil.

Juices oozing their way from her insides,
Dripping merrily from what she calls Every Mans Paradise,
As she cajoles him into tasting her sweetness,
She grabs hold of the hand woven silk sheets on either side of her,
She wraps her dampened legs around his neck,
Allowing his tongue to lap over her smoothly shaven mould,
And he is willingly taken hostage by the Wine of Her Immorality.
Moans of pleasure escape her,
As she enjoys the joys of this absolute leisure,
Allowing him to grow richer and stronger on the ropes of her unrestrained lust.

His once innocent eyes meet hers,
In the dimmed light of day, Babylon is the epitome of pure and unmistakeable beauty,
And even when she isn't layered in pearls,
Clothed in purple and scarlet woven cloth,
With jewellery made from pure gold...
Even when she lies stark naked besides him,
Wallowing besides him in way the wife he had taken would never be prone to do,
Her coconut scented skin,
Mixing with the blood-red silk sheets she'd fragranced in her expensive spices,
In his eyes...
His destined minute after never, suddenly stood crown in sin,
Marvelled over by demons,
And somehow still defined true happiness.
But this is only until his manhood betrays, the Proverbs his Father, before him hath laid,
Because once he unloads into her abadon of a womb,
And retract's from her sin,
The words Jesus proclaimed "Ought to prove true." Soon, oh too soon, turn into more than a prophecy,
More than a game,
The words become such a reality,
They've been drawn into his name.

Judas, as his wife calls him,
Will find the defiance of his vows so unbearable,
That instead of prayer and the seek of forgiveness,
He'll drown all hope to a better future,
In another dip of his mistress.
A dip that ought to occur - time and time again.

Reviews

[FireFox9]

Wow well done and very well thought out. You could easily have a future in this. Fox-