Nude Descending

	While descending slowly into Hell
	she chanced a glance at Satan's face.
	She felt the fire and smelled the smell
	as down she fell into the place
	where hope and love are hidden well.

	And in that face she saw a smile
	that welcomed her and called her name.
	The creature's features vain and vile,
	he drew her, screaming to the flame.
	She heard him laughing all the while.

	And there she stayed until the time
	the fire consumed her rage and pain,
	until the poet found the rhyme
	to bring her back to life again
	and holding her,
	enfolding her 
	with love to climb and climb and climb. 

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