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Judas' Kiss


To youth so bold in obsidian cloak

With eyes of red and intent of smoke

Pray, tell me, what is thy noble name

Why for mine eyes dost thou set game

Returned to me a voice so suave

With words dulcet that spiel of love

“Judas” said ye, “and what shall I call thee?”

“A rose” said I, “of snow and viridian”

“Speak” spake ye, “why ye are baptized”

Said I, “For in love, I am still unwise”

Thou crimson eyes spoke passion to me

Blind to the danger of thou immorality

Thou onyx cloak, like celestial cape

Deceived me well as I gawked and gaped

Not thee, but I, outstretched a hand

For thou gentle touch was all I demand

Nay a moment before ye reached back

I knew not concerning thou meaning so black

To such lucid a wolf as any could be

I was a lamb in uncorrupt naivety

Tongue parting lips, libidos held close

A lecherous language seized me engrossed

Thy thirsty speech sounded of verse

Melodious love pure, not hunger perverse

A touch on the hip, a stroke of the thigh

No link to bring forth what was implied

Still in the morning of my development

Inexperienced to what thy lustings meant

Signs and hints, notions and clues

Amarotic that I was being used

Happy, was I, to feel loved and desired

But I soon learned thee must fuel thy fire

For the day came when another so fair

With glowing bright eyes and beautiful hair

And figure pinched in all proper places

Appeared before us with stunning graces

Oh Judas, thine eyes averted from me

To gaze at the magnificence that was she

Blind too to the red thread now being woven

Unfettered believing she would be my friend

No interest was there for me at all

But for thee, my love, her eyes befall

Just as I fell under thy spell

So too did she and fell she well

Here now lay thy opportunity

To attain what thee could not of me

To her, thou did’st offer thy same fruit

But she was well schooled in thy pursuit

By 2 passings of the sun, and of the moon 3

She ate whole the apple from thy tree

So easily did she fall to lust

T’was nothing that could be ‘tween us

Upon the trinity passing of the moon

My joyous love but ended all too soon

Her waist in thy hand, libido held firm

Ye turn’st to me by unfamiliar term

To my face, so bold and brazen

The sight took my eyes hazen

For shock held stern across my features

But you were always a Western Creature

Blinded by love, surely ye were East

Too chaste to ravage my heart in hearty feast

But Judas, thou called “hail rabbi” to me

Before lips met hers, now I can see

I held not the specific shine ye coveted

To thee, I was merely copper thou abetted

Came now the silver of thy fancy

What now wilt thou do of me

Here now, thou whispered in her ear

Well audible for me to hear

Here now, how could’st thou be so cruel

To bring me forth as such a fool

The lascivious lullaby that once was mine

Thou gave to her as tongues entwined

Thou wicked glare directed my feet move not

My hands to cover ears and eyes caught

That I shall stand in devastation and watch thee

Learn what ye craved, what innocence can’t see

As rivers flooded my pale complexion

I watched thee give to another thy affection

An infinity went by of seeing thee together

I, like lead, while ye were like feather

Each glance from her was victoriously wrought

Every smirk with a flirt at what I cannot

But I knew as she held fast to thy arm, fool

What thou did’st to me, to her thou will’st do

With her deflowered, there came a price

One well suited to rebuke her vice

A seed was planted, and in her grew

She paid in full long before she knew

Not one of responsibilities, ye left her as well

But not quite such as me, as an empty shell

Still too in youth to care for another life

She passed it to another the instant she was ripe

As for ye, Judas, I know ye found another

To reel in and too soon toss asunder

To the Fool and I, one thing was unmissed

The Fool and I, both, received Judas’ kiss

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Xai16
<p>This was a true story from my middle school days where I experienced desire of a boy (who happened to be in high school) for the first time, yet that desire was for his love and the excitement he gave me, not a world vast and beyond virginity that I knew not existed. The &quot;hail rabbi&quot; was a phone call that broke me and brought me to a new low in that stage of my life. The colors were my musings to liven up this painful moment. It took me years to step back, see this for what it is, and let this go. And now I want to share it because despite the plageristic thieves out there, no one can take this experience from me.</p>

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