Major Arcana: DEATH

“Her breasts shrouded by her lustrous hair
Her lower lips hid behind cannabis 
Growing weary of a man too conformist for pleasure
Whispers defying the law of the land
Slithering… Ssssss…
Meandering… Mmmmm…
Temptation like drums banging in her head
Too ostentatious to ignore
Pluck the fruit from the forbidden chasm
And The Earth will feel wounded and nature will sigh a disappointed sigh, 
for with this act, 
humankind will fall. 
Her first thought will be to find him,
and to have him share her just desserts
so that they might be equal in life 
As they were in DEATH.”

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