Conception

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Conception

I still dream of the beautiful woman 

Who first introduced me to sin

Still feel her soft red fingernails

On my hard skin

Still taste her red lipstick 

As I became a king

And walked like Adam

Naked

In my own Garden of Eden

As I remember the noises

Of the early morning Blackbirds

Who loved to sing

When I became of age

And walked reborn

Into a man's skin

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Copyright John Duffy