Naked, Unashamed

If I were to tiptoe

past the gates of Long Night,

could I find the Garden Immortal?

Quench the flames of the sword

with the dew of my skin,

Climb the tree,

taste the fruit -

Oh, the nectar divine -

with song

charm the serpent denied.

Kingdom of Earth

the Lions temptation,

now the throne for the serpent

and I.

© 2016 Emily

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    Although it is difficult to dub myself "poet," I only know that I love to create poetry.

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