Naked Desires

There is a folklore in the backyard,

Of lost cities and forgotten kingdoms

Of a woman's charm and a man's wisdom.

Of fate intertwined and cursed twists

Of a fight between satan and the holy priest..

Haborym on a stroll sneaked by her chamber..

Sinned on his lust and feasted on the amber.

In grief and rue, she slit her neck.

The love story written was a heartbroken shipwreck.

The monk bruised, breathed fire in his pain

Regretful lucifer begged pity in vain

Bloodshot eyes hunted the devil's bane.

In moments of madness, we don't know true.

Is the devil an angel or is god a devil too.

Is the devil only Devil?

Is the god really God?

In naked desires our answers are lost.