Sonnet 41

I kissed the lips of beauty then that night
And ran my fingers through her lusty hair,
I held her body in my arms so tight
And bared her bosom—made my cheek lie there,
So drunk with passion I did lay in bliss
And smothered so, I floated like a cloud,
I shuddered sweetly, leaned into the abyss
And satyrs smiled while angels screamed aloud;
Then God did frown while Satan danced about—
The sun turned black, the moon a bawdy blue,
The stars fell from the sky beyond all count
And scorched the earth into a crimson hue;
But when the morning came my dear sweet friend,
God did forgive, and Satan did amend.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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