Temptation
tempt me soror for want of nothing
tempt me like songs of dreams
that slow and slither slide between
like the spoken tongues of time
lost to whispers from bitten lips
and in falling ruby shards.
so tempt me soror to kiss your gardens
tempt me like wanton stars
and riddle those truths like water
speak to me through the dark of night
of golden apples and a whore.