COVETING SATAN

My solitary penury beguiles me into my frosty concealment beneath the starry heaven;
As I rekindle in my languor reckoning the likelihood of love being a choice.

"Do they, like enchantresses render us visaully impaired, or
Do we favour to be deluded by the allure they unveil ?".
"Is ardour our apologia to lose restrain, or
Is a controlled initiation our landmark to the course of adulation ?".

My inspection to unearth the sanctum of power seems demanding.

One fine morning she arrives,my Cleopatra,petrifying my Banshees with her magical entrancement;
And duressing me to ignore the prominance of my fragility,to prize the intensity of her beauteousness.

"Temptation,was it Eve's harpoon to lure Adam to devour the apple of sin, or
Was it Adam's weakness to let be seduced by his inamorato ?".

Woman,man's biggest temptation,his weakness,his Satan.
Discernment of the essence of Satan, need not reside in the charm of a Belle
But instead may accentuate on man's weakness for the chef-d'oeuvre of God's genesis.