Eve

I am a sinner

but an honest one too 

So I break your heart and 

mine everytime I speak the truth 

But what is so bad, 

That you can look me in the eyes no longer? 

how can such sweetness be the cause of such dishonor? 

I love with the heart you gave me 

I sing its very song 

Why do you greet it like a stranger 

when I’ve been here all along? 

You taught me every syllable of softness 

Every consonant of love 

But in my first sonnet, nothing but damage has been done 

your affections have come undone

I am the subject of shame 

I think it’s no sin 

It’s agony and artistry 

The same I’ve always been 

but if you wish to sentence me, 

lay down your worst prophecy 

sit up straight, sit up high 

raise a finger for a quick demise 

but a final warning, I must confess 

you may forsake my flesh, 

but my memory is your disciple, she will never rest

if still you insist, 

hold the knife 

but let me twist 

let me and pride have one last tryst 

Bless me once, bless me twice

I don’t want to go alone 

I should have known a champion like you 

would not hesitate to kill the heart on which we built a home