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PARADISE NO LONGER LOST

PARADISE NO LONGER LOST

PARADISE NO LONGER LOST

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Three models

with tight fitted dresses

walked the marina boulevard

and toward me

like a head on collision.

They saw me well in advance

and because

I kept my heading they parted

sneered back at me

like snakes.

Are women of these species tamed

or will they run you down.

But then- what is beauty

but a self absorbing impulse

to be domineering.

Running

through the turnstiles

knowing

that they will get away with it

sends the message

that external beauty

is not beauty, just lustful desire

or eye candy for the senses.

What happens

to them when the taste is gone

and the alluring

is not so alluring anymore?

Do men

who are like them

live in a serendipity self gratifying

life style

thinking they are

a grade above others?

I am propelled by these people

for to understand

the fuel that drives them

makes me think

of what is wrong in the World.

Do these women dominatrix

all the eyes

of men hunting for their skins?

Do they think magically?

When one comes to God

our sexuality shrinks 

in its mentalities, making these women

obsolete by Gods proxy. 

Ever love

a woman just because of love?

Ever cower

in the Light of God?

Sex between two lovers in God

is never talked about …

… paradise no longer lost …

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