Orgins of Sex

In the beginning
Supple beauty
Innocence
Sensuality and
Pure love existed
Knowledge of pain
Did not have a birth

Pride entered subtly
Deceit descended a new
Point of view

Suppleness became raw
Innocence transfigured into lies
Sensuality chained captive
Pure love
In every way tainted
Just SEX

Power
Desire
Abuse
Self-gratification
Working against itself
The outer a mere shell

poem by H.E. Brist
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