Statuesque handsome in the shade
of the tree wild with crabs
tempting as of ages passed
legends steeped in belief
faith for those who choose.
Do I resist your charms
embrace, kiss those purple lips
enter the goblet, its freckles
innocent in that pouting mouth
bathe in the dangerous air.
Un-heed maternal warnings
drink deep sweet intoxicants
to calm my racing heart
and indulge myself 'til death
succumb as thousand others.
I must away from this seductress
to hawthorn buds, spotless white
who in quiet beauty promise less
lasting wealth and silent comfort,
the bread and cheese of childhood.
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