Passion and fall

Conquers all

For cupid plays

In the most amusing ways.

Once upon a time in a land

That hath more gold than sand,

A beautiful pair of twins was born

Fairer than any other from Casterly Rock till Dorne.

And although beauty seldom comes without a curse,

What may possibly befall those with a full purse?

But when fate is defied, up rise the sins

And so they did with these beautiful twins.

And yet what sin may be darker than the one for a cunt?

For it can wage wars and set men on each others’ hunt.

So it befell the Lions of gold

When Cersei’s breasts Jaime behold.

A playful touch warm and nice

Made Jaime desire and indulge in vice.

And what began as a touch in jest

Led Cersei too, to plunge in incest.

Thence she always lied,

Naked and hungry by Jaime’s side.

And in return of her lust

Jaime had to her, his heart thrust.

Years passed by and she married a king,

And also took another lover – a casual fling.

And he, he was taken hostage in another land

From where he returned in rags and a mutilated hand.

But in all this time he never touched another skin

For his sin was black but conscience, clean.

And soon she too, confessed of her incestuous crime

But saved his skin, thus standing the test of time.

Despite being a sin, their love was pure

Of the rarest form, one that would endure.

And so what began in the womb

Would end, but only in the tomb.

If you liked this, read a poem on Cersei’s Cunt here. And about the Hound here.