Made of soil but not from clay,
Lilith was first woman on the earth.
She was cute & proud, so went away,
Left Eden, bearing hard heart and curse.
Femme fatale, queen of vampires,
She married Samael and headed hell,
The other side of moon aspires,
Seducing nudity Thou cannot quell.
Her ghostly rose shines in the dim,
Vengeance boils, she's rebel of heaven.
Being on equals with Lucifer team,
She cries in night along with raven.
War of sexes can't be won by Lilith,
Traditions are progress anchors, feel it.
Lilith Rose Sonnet
© Copyright: Дитрих Даркер, 2026
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