My Love, the Whore of Babylon

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just different

How does one Rome the salad bowl
of guilty pleasures without Caesar?
"Mother of prostitutions and Abominations of the Earth"
or should I call my love, mystery?
I have prostituted misery and picked up
at least half the listed STD's of shame
referenced in the medical metaphor of the Bible

I loved love
and she carved my soul with double edge swords
and pimped away my righteousness.
Her evil beauty be the bastard child of Satan and Medusa
and I'm trying to free myself from her grips,
but I can't help but grip my heart for
love...loves nobody...in particular...
and as they raged wars for land
I'll end wars for her sadistic sense of love
because her scent be as bittersweet as "Absolute"
at 2.a.m. alone after a marital dispute.
I think I'll call her...mysterious prostitute of beauty.
©Paris “Chi” Butler, “My Love, the Whore of Babylon”. 2012.