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She stands there wrapped in linens,

before her angel's lonesome lust.

He holds her halo of virginity while

she yearns for the forbidden fruit.



One can see the craving on her face,

wishing sordid pleasures could be hers.

Eyes closed with that dreamy smile,

with her hand clutching her breast.



Thoughts of dropping her linen's cover,

while turning to expose herself to him.

Praying he would be persuaded embrace,

while she made way to his angelic flesh.



These desires held within never fulfilled.

Such being the sacrifices of a vestal virgin.