Stigma
You came down from somewhere above
to tease the world
Stripped down past the sun
waking on the other side of life
Forbidden nymph moving for the love
of dead men. Stigma thanked for
professional inspiration…
the forbidden treasure trove
what is is not what is yearned
For others it be but a taste of the
heaven they will never see. Stigma
reversed, pushed beneath even those
of ill repute.
klpprsn: me without the vowels 