Springing from her face, petals leaden with pain <br />Her lips drooping and deftly they fall into an abyss <br />With the memories of past love there on her lips lain <br />Falling till they land on her true lover's last kiss <br />Passing through the damp twilight filled air <br />Through the linear line of never ending time <br />Penetrating into the moral soul, like a defiant stare <br />Committing with shame, love's moral crime <br />Kissing his lips, locked in his prison, her love doth dare <br />The moral soul to evaporate her flare…<br /><br />Kevin Michael Murphy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-impure-love/
