Temptation Poem by Jon Owens

Subtle glance was a butterfly
and truth was less of a thing
The look of you my darling
Was as birds take to the sky

To say I am but stone. Daft!
But one may not have known
I followed where you ventured down
Into an inevitable trap!

Knowledge is as the air, love.
But experience is paid in full.
I am better hearted to resist your pull
However disguised as a dove
 
Morality is but my saving grace
A lull to heal and my heart to brace