This is not a story
But should be told with guts and glory
Does time await
For the heart who awakens late
Nay, but fate sets a date
For the one diligently seeking their one true mate
But the gods who love to play will always set a bait
In the end everyone loses again and again to the villian called hate
It is told of old
Of a tale as mysterious as the devils tail
There was a ****** who fell in love with a nun, his soul he sold
For a glance at her veil
A love so strong disobeyed the voice of God
And for a time he was a man whole, as his desires poured
Upon her virtues it dropped as a rock
And upon her eminence his love begged release like passion imprisoned in a ****** ****
Bruising her crown that was never to heal
Like Eve he was deceived into a deal
And like Adam they fell from grace
Alas when the devil came calling, they ran back to God's warm embrace
To the wilderness His Grace banished the devil
And in the morning they were both guests in heaven.
Not The End