Lilith

Rose-petal lips, first quarter-moon forehead, galaxy face
Dimpled chin, button nose, flimsy jaw, eyes with a wild gaze
Skin that lures and intoxicates, like Tawny Port wine
She's divine. She's benign. She's also a sign of decline.

Created from the dust, she should go back to the dust too.
A bunch of pride and as tentative as the morning dew
Was she Adam's wife? Was she Lucifer's wife? A goddess?
For values, virtues, and vices, she is a prophetess.

Snake, owl, lioness, and queen of hell, mother of Charlie
Signs of courage, femininity, and equality
Dominion over the mysteries of the night and day
Lilith is the laurel, wreath, and bouquet in every way.

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