Its juices sweet with forbidden air.
While its skin, the bids of glorious sin,
Entices in its seductive, drunken gin.
Take the chance and pierce its crown of thorns.
Your deepest desires are reborn.
The penalty is distorted and heavy,
Imprisoned by uninterrupted ecstasy.
Plant one forbidden seed and watch it grow,
Stumble upon unimaginable worlds unknown.
For your eyes will never see what I see,
This fantastical dream to be.
*Pulse races*
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ReplyDeleteAlways to happy to hear my work erects some sort of emotion ;)
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