by Susan Overbey

Created on: June 30, 2009

Forbidden fruit upon a tree,

Forbidden fruit of ecstasy.

Twas' rich with life,

I did not know.

It's nectar sweet,

And smooth to flow.

Forbidden fruit,

Of poisoned passion,

With leaves like vines,

No compassion.

And truth be told,

I never lied.

Twas' all the truth,

To a blind man's eyes.

Forbidden fruit upon a tree,

Thou has gone,

And set me free.

Foolishly I sit broken.

A mere addition to your pile of tokens.

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