DELILAH

Flowers swayed with raging envy,
saw her Delilah, her lascivious beauty.
The wind kissed her face with glee,
the luscious hair emblazoned her pretty.

Her swollen eyes vigorated with love,
her lusty lips twirled, smiled as a dove.
He was here, her brawny Samson,
sprung up, ran to him in jubilation.

Embraced him, kissed him, tears fell,
rubbed his shaved head, trembled, chill.
He felt her moistened cheeks, hard,
saw her eyes, blind, shackled and snarled.

Tears flooded, her troubled cheeks shivered,
saw him mocked, hit and kicked.
Inconsolable, grieved, heavy hearted she ran.
They all fell and her lover Samson.

Heart broken, guilty, suffocated,
she wept bitterly, filled with hatred.
Flowers swayed with benign pity,
saw her Delilah, her lascivious beauty.