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Lucifer
2026-08-10
One kiss upon my soul
I stole from Lucifer
his reason to worship.
I became his fallen angel
on whose wings I descended further,
my feathers blood-stained,
My despair worn thin
on the veil of hope
I am held in his heart, steadfast.
Mouths pressed upon lips, kissing wet.
I leap and soar on wily currents of free will,
like Lucifer, I am lightly in love.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
I stole from Lucifer
his reason to worship.
I became his fallen angel
on whose wings I descended further,
my feathers blood-stained,
My despair worn thin
on the veil of hope
I am held in his heart, steadfast.
Mouths pressed upon lips, kissing wet.
I leap and soar on wily currents of free will,
like Lucifer, I am lightly in love.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
