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About This Poem
Forbidden Fuit
Nothing is as tempting
As the flesh of forbidden fruit
One bite, so succulent, so sweet tasting,
Was enough for her to know
That this was all she ever needed
Past fruit that she had feasted on
Could never, now satiate her
Or fill her so wholesomely as this
And having tasted it once
She knew she had to have her fill
As her lips felt the soft sensual flesh,
She gave of herself completely
And the doors of desire, that for so long
Had been closed within her core, re-opened
Allowing love to enter in once more.
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