You were first in line
Mother of all mothers
Adam couldn’t match you
You didn’t beg
For his honour.
A stronger being
May have nurtured you.
You’re not all bad
Just refused to be
Taken for granted
An equal lover
Is all you craved for
Not someone that made you sad.
You water me
I’ll water you
You cried out every day
Yet it was only the fallen
Angel that could love you that way.
Lilith today
Is tired of procrastination
And watching
Women’s egos rule
She screams
‘Not all men are selfish’
They tend their lovers needs
First and for most
Otherwise
Their lovers are not free.
A heady lesson
In these modern times
To treat your lover equally
Treat them well
And they will come and play
In the garden
Full of plenty.
But heed her warning
Thick and fast
Those that play too quick
Or with many
Will feel
Her energy running
Thorough
You in every
Aspect of your depravity.
About the Creator
Laura Hull
Based in Uk I have been writing since 2004 I love themes of nature, consciousness , deep space and mythology.
I also enjoy reading other creators work and involving myself in the writing community
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These are deep introspections Laura. I look forward to reading more of your work.