Cavort and Cajole

They laughed and danced,

Till the morning lanced

The joy of the night,

That debauched delight.

Of shadow’s shimmers

And evening’s glimmers,

Sang the wild beast,

For the fire’s feast.

Bodies and sundries,

Forget-me-not please.

These shining moments,

Of youthful serpents.

Cavort and cajole,

Explore thy soul.

Find the inner depths,

Quench the quest.

Taste fine beauty,

Within thine duty,

Till the devil sings

And we are kings.

© K.N.Liddington




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