A string of curses flowed,
from her lips
A haunting sadness in her voice
A stream of tears flowed,
from his eyes
Reliving their daunting choice
The two were like alone in the world,
No sign of life around them
The firy eerie sounds had frozen
The fires of pure lust had been doused
And the air was hot
The air was cupid
Picture after picture
Of how they were stupid,
Slipped through his mind
Of how,
He brandished his edged sword!
Of how,
She nodded in consent
And furnished her calabash!
He wished he'd have wound back time
to blunt his double edged sword,
She wished she'd have wound back time
To resent with contempt,
And seal tight her taut calabash
But the clock had chimed fast
It was their first and last time
That they had committed,
the fast and lusty crime
Reality pressed in on her,
Hot waves of regret rose in her chest
And made her eyes burn,
At the heart of the moment
His feelings had left him,
filling in emptiness
In his breast
Only tiredness remained,
He did not feel contempt
There was no lump in his throat,
His heart did not beat violently
He regretted why,
He got lost in the rhythm of motion
In the spasms of rare elation
Only when milk spilled,
out of her calabash
Was when real fantasy,
Drowned far into the sea
And crude reality,
Erased the wall of blackness,
In front of their eyes
They now saw clearly
No vague silhouette,
No fake sensations
To seal their hearts,
What they saw ahead
Was their lusty scenes of sins
She hitched up her pants
Now the man she saw,
In front of her
Was a man
From the same womb!
He hiked up his pants
Now the woman he saw,
In front of him
Was a woman
From the same womb!
They were siblings
Who made love!
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