Pansexual Savant
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Category:
Poetry › Sonnet
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
910
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Disclaimer: This is purely a work of poetic creativity. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited. Any resemblence to real persons or copyrighted characters is unintentional. Please forgive.
Pansexual Savant
Count eyes upon me with judgmental scorn,
Where light from behind thy spire blinds thee.
Thou hath tempted me with thy hatred and born
Such ignorance, such prejudice upon me.
It's heaped above, and though mine bones may give,
Mine strength comes not en masse but through fire;
And desire in fire leaves thy no power to forgive
And gives the desired the strength to inspire.
So forgiven not, I stand above thy wicked wanes,
As no saint nor martyr before thy gaze.
Cast thine shadows aside!-Mine heart still remains
And loves the outcasts thine anger betrays.
Hear thine anger, thine fury directed upon; but see
It is thine eyes, thine rapture that truly betrays thee.
Where light from behind thy spire blinds thee.
Thou hath tempted me with thy hatred and born
Such ignorance, such prejudice upon me.
It's heaped above, and though mine bones may give,
Mine strength comes not en masse but through fire;
And desire in fire leaves thy no power to forgive
And gives the desired the strength to inspire.
So forgiven not, I stand above thy wicked wanes,
As no saint nor martyr before thy gaze.
Cast thine shadows aside!-Mine heart still remains
And loves the outcasts thine anger betrays.
Hear thine anger, thine fury directed upon; but see
It is thine eyes, thine rapture that truly betrays thee.